My mom was always pretty supportive. She saw me do plays and she'd always act out the parts I did. My aunt who played a big part in my life was a little bit more reserved because if they don't see you on TV every week they think you must be starving.

There's a book called 'The Shack' - it had a lot to do with me coming full circle meeting my birth mother. Awhile back my birth mom and my adopted mom came to my show together and it was pretty surreal.

No matter what like I couldn't - I could break a world record get an Olympic gold medal and my mom would be like you could have done better. But you looked pretty. That's what she says all the time.

My mom gives me an allowance. She keeps me pretty tight-reined.

I was class mom at the preschool one year and I was pretty much asked not to do that again!

I look at my father. He is one of my heroes. He is such an incredible classy man. He was such a great father and such a great husband in so many ways and we lived through some pretty tough times losing my mom. When I see all that he did I think 'Wow that's a really wonderful man.'

My mom was a single mom and she had enough on her plate. I knew when I was doing something I wasn't supposed to and I tried to keep her from finding out about it. I did a pretty good job of that.

So far I'm not surprised by anything about being a mom. It's all pretty great - but that's what I expected.

My mom knows pretty well how I see her.

I know many married men I even know a few happily married men but I don't know one who wouldn't fall down the first open coal hole running after the first pretty girl who gave him a wink.