I love every minute in the kitchen with my kids, even the mess (I've learned to embrace it!). I find that in the car on the way home from school, I often get one-word answers when I ask about their day. But when we're cooking, I get in-depth stories.

I never worked out for any kind of image.

There's always something about home that's special.

The flashbacks are a great way to give answers to the story.

I got to see the first step, hear the first word. Most people - and certainly working moms - are not able to do that. I wanted to appreciate the fact that I had worked so hard all my life to be able to have those moments

I'm not a things person. I'm not attached to my things.

Really, how bad is eating a piece of cake? Being bad is murdering someone. That's bad. Don't do that.