Talking to Kids

Here's a genius way to stop your kids from whining.

My friend Ziva texted me yesterday with the cutest question...

“Do you believe in God?” my six-year-old daughter asked in the middle of dinner.

"WHY DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO BE SOOOOOOOOOOOO DRAMATIC???!!!!!!"

"I realized I was running out of kitchen door against which to measure my teenage son’s height."

I tried everything before I finally figured this out.

"If you're in a bad mood, just take a nice plain walk."

"We'll leave for the park in a minute, I just have to grab a tampon."