In no particular order:
"Where do you live?"
I'm NOT your friend, unless I AM your friend. So, please don't try and come to my house. I have a team protecting us, remember?
"Do you pray?"
Once, in college
"Does Your marriage suffer because of Kate?"
Nope, it suffers for all the regular reasons. It's great, too.
"Do you have autism."
Not that I know of.
"Do you think your girls will be angry at you, for sharing so much about them, as they grow older."
I sure as hell hope not. I like to think they'll be proud.
"Do you feel like you've 'sold out' now that you get paid for writing and featuring products?"
If by 'sold-out' you mean 'thrilled to be paid for doing what I love', then, yeah, big time!
"What does your husband do?"
He's an engineer, but not the kind that drives a train.
"What do you do?"
I teach. All day, every day. I hope I am doing it right now.
"I write, too. Will you share my stuff?"
Sure, if it makes me laugh, cry or inspires me, in some way, I would be happy to.
"What causes autism?"
A number of things, ranging from reality television to breathing while pregnant. Take your pick.
When I dream of Kate, she is chronologically the age at which I feel her social and verbal skills would be appropriate and it guts me every time.
Why does it matter?
Happy Mail to:
27 Wellington Row
Saint John, NB
Grace and Kate's mom. (Shanell)