I Wasn't A Class Clown, I Never

I Don't Even Know If I Have Kind Of A Personal, Like A Take Or A Mental Manual Of How I'm Raising Kids. It's Really - I Think With Everybody, It's Just Day-to-day And You Just Try To Deal With Every Situation As They Come.

Don't Underestimate Your Kids. Don't Be Condescending, Because They're Children But They're Not Stupid.

Well, It Might Have Been If I'd Had Success Earlier In Life, But Having Success That Much Later Meant I Was Far More Grounded When It Came. The Last Few Years Of My Life Have Just Been Surreal And After A Lifetime Of Disappointment And Heartache And Rejection, I Still Don't Believe This Is All Actually Happening. I'm Extremely Grateful For My Success - I Just Never Expect It To Last And My Motto, If I Have One, Is Just Put Your Head Down And Do The Job.

Sending A Handwritten Letter Is Becoming Such An Anomaly. It's Disappearing. My Mom Is The Only One Who Still Writes Me Letters. And There's Something Visceral About Opening A Letter - I See Her On The Page. I See Her In Her Handwriting.

For My Wife And I, The Challenge Is To Not Make Every Day The Best Day Possible Because It's Not Realistic.