Well my mom taught public school music for almost 40 years. And she's about 5 feet - and very mighty. And she would control her kids a lot by giving them the eye or the stare.

I always think about which blood drive was going on in Georgia that day when that husband or mom or school teacher rolled up their sleeve and actually gave me a second chance at life. It's the ultimate gift of life and I'm the one who was on the other end.

My mom just understands about stuff. We have a really good trust and she knows I can take care of myself.

In third grade I was taking tap-dance lessons and about six weeks before the recital I wanted to quit. My mom said 'No you're going to stay with it.' Well I did it and I was bad too! But my parents never let their kids walk away from something because it was too hard.

Sometimes if you don't have kids yourself it's assumed you won't understand or know how to play a mom which is kind of silly if you think about it.

My mom has a tape from when I was like 2 years old talking with my grandma telling her a story that's really elaborate about werewolves and wolves.

I had said to some pastor that I was having thoughts and the church turned on me. They went to my mom and said So sorry about your son.

My mom once lost track of me at the zoo and when she found me I was lecturing a man about the difference between dromedary and Bactrian camels. I was about 3 1/2.

Of course I would be depressed sometimes and my Mom would be worried about me because I would just sleep to escape. Cause I was so scared of being a musician or artist or whatever you want to call it.

I showed my mom the movie then I told her the movie got bought and that it was gonna be shown in theatres and be on video. Everyone was really psyched about it. Everyone in my little town of hounds started to call me movie star.