No one ever died from sleeping in an unmade bed. I have known mothers who remake the bed after their children do it because there is wrinkle in the spread or the blanket is on crooked. This is sick.

For years my wedding ring has done its job. It has led me not into temptation. It has reminded my husband numerous times at parties that it's time to go home. It has been a source of relief to a dinner companion. It has been a status symbol in the maternity ward.

When the history of guilt is written, parents who refuse their children money will be right up there in the Top Ten.

I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night.

Grandparenthood is one of life's rewards for surviving your own children.

Babies on television never spit up on the Ultrasuede.

There's something wrong with a mother who washes out a measuring cup with soap and water after she's only measured water in it.