My mother is a realist, and she's had biological and adoptive children, and she said it's no different: No matter what, they're putting a stranger into your arms. You don't know them yet.
I don't have a lot of discipline.
I never would rule out a great character or a great story. I don't care what the forum is. If I get to tell a story that I'm excited about, I'm in.
I just ultimately wanted to be a mother. I love children.
I'm realising now that I can't just blurt things out.
I'm not out burning bras, but I'm very opinionated about women owning their power.
I'm not very good at being a wife because I break all the rules.
I'm a sappy mom now. I didn't think I would be. I thought I'd be a cool mom who keeps everything in perspective.
I think that I always loved being the centre of attention!
I dreamed about these moments, and I think I hoped I would have them, but you don't know. So when the lucky break hits, it's like being Cinderella and hopefully midnight doesn't come.
I'm done with the whole idea of having my own children. It doesn't seem like any fun.
I just like to shake things up, and your hair is one way to do it.
I can hide, and my husband's just terrible at finding me. I do like to jump out from behind doors and scare him.
I want to stay in the moment and enjoy the great things that are happening.
I was the youngest child and really spoiled. I loved to play make-believe. I loved pretending to be all kinds of different people and it just seemed natural that I would go into acting.
It's lame to say that I'm a normal girl, but I think I am.
I lived in a town called New Canaan, which is just outside of Connecticut, where they are far too snobby to even mention celebrities. Many American towns are famous for things like, "See the World's Largest Ball of String!" I think my town's would probably have to be "Most Pretentious People".
I definitely want to go out and explore different personalities and different people.
I'm terrible with patience.
I've created a chaotic life, and then I get on edge because of it.
I've had paranoid panic attacks.
I keep kind of making certain mistakes in public appearances over and over again.
I don't make big grand gestures, generally.
I look back at my twenties and see that I was much less confident.
I still love the theology of the Mormon religion and think it is a wonderful way to grow up.