Josh: Mom, how many more bites of chicken to I have to eat?
Me: You need to eat three.
Josh: Excuse me? What did you say? Did you say I need to eat four?
Me: Yes, you have four more bites.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
