Category: mom

Now that I’m a mom, I’m way more laid back. If you come into my house, don’t look for a coaster. Forget it. There is not a piece of furniture in my house now that is too precious.

Before I was a mom I used to think that parents who worried about their kids watching MTV were just clueless. Now that I’m a mom, I see what the fuss was all about!

Becoming a mom made me more contentious about expressing my true taste.

I had ridiculous amounts of energy. Mom’s like, you’re driving me crazy – do you want to try gymnastics? From the moment I started it, I loved it and it kind of was like storybook from there.

I probably wouldn’t be singing if not for Michael Jackson. When I started singing, I didn’t like my tone until my mom put me on to Michael Jackson and Stevie Wonder, so listening to the way they used their instrument helped me get more comfortable with my own.

I would borrow my mom’s red Borghese lipstick and smear it on like a clown!

My mom was so people-friendly. She was incredible. She’d go to the mall, and she’d talk to everyone. Give people a kiss on the cheek. I think if I wasn’t pushed around a lot, I’d be great with people. Maybe I still can be.

Two weeks ago at the U.S. Amateur, my mom caddied, and that is kind of a different feeling, because she’s your mom and you have to listen to her. It was really comfortable having my mom there, but it’s also really relieving and comfortable to have someone that knows the course off their hat, really.

I’m not blaming my mom for my life because I am responsible for me, and nobody can change me or ruin me easier than I can.