Nannies love working in our house because they never know who's gonna walk through the door.

I have to keep reminding myself that I am their mother. Sometimes we are sitting at home and I feel like we are waiting for our mom to come home.

You have to be great friends and make each other laugh. We laugh a lot and neither is jealous of the other.

I'm lucky not to have a nine-to-five job.

I've told so many lies about my age I don't know how old I am myself.

Why is that when people become ill and have something wrong with any of their organs, they get sympathy from other people - except when that organ is their brain?

I am lucky to have good Polish skin that doesn't wrinkle so I might be around for a few years yet.