I'm ridiculous in my oversharing my mom and sister are very open but a little more judicious than me... and my father is a decidedly private person.

When I was a little girl rocking my little dolls I remember thinking I would be the world's best mom and so far I've done it.

My mom God rest her soul - she liked nicknames. In the womb she named me Skip. There was another black guy in Piedmont W.Va. and his name was Skip. They called him Big Skip and I was Little Skip.

When I was little my mom tells me I used to say things like 'Mom do you hear the string section? Do you hear the string section?' And she would look at me and say 'No honey I don't know what you're talking about.'

My mom decorated with lots of antiques. I never liked it when I was a little girl - I wanted to live in a modern house. But now I love it.

Having a child makes you realize the importance of life - narcissism goes out the window. Heaven on earth is looking at my little boy. The minute he was born I knew if I never did anything other than being a mom I'd be fine.

What is free time? I'm a single mother. My free moments are filled with loving my little girl.

It's the moms of this nation - single married widowed - who really hold this country together. We're the mothers we're the wives we're the grandmothers we're the big sisters we're the little sisters we're the daughters. You know it's true don't you? You're the ones who always have to do a little more.

Who in their infinite wisdom decreed that Little League uniforms be white? Certainly not a mother.

Much may be done in those little shreds and patches of time which every day produces and which most men throw away.