When I Look At My Kids, And

Becoming A Mom Made Me More Contentious About Expressing My True Taste.

You're Just Playing, Playing, Playing, And Then An Image Or Something Will Come Into Your Mind, And Basically You're Just Narrating It With Music, Letting It Move Along.

My Son Writes Songs And Plays. He Sings Like An Angel.

She Smiles At Her Reflection In A Spoon.

There's Nothing I Hate More Than Nothing.