I use an app called ChoreMonster. The kids earn points for brushing teeth or picking up the dog poop. It's genius.

There's an expression: Great is the enemy of the good. Sometimes in trying to be great, you make a mess of things.

I just can't seem to make myself care about what I look like when I am working out.

I have three kids. I should know how to take care of them.

As a matter of fact, I get a little concerned about some of my anti-social habits.

At restaurants, I carry paper and markers and tell everyone to draw a picture with a unicorn, an octopus and an explosion. That keeps kids still for a minute.

I count myself lucky to be fairly anonymous but occasionally have people tell me nice things.