Pleas

Please help me convince my husband that we need to ditch his 700 lb. gargantuan desk when we move next year. Our friends call it The Mothership. It is ugly as sin, and I can't see any logical reason why we should sacrifice 400 square feet of our home so the laptop can have a permanent place to rest. It's a laptop Pumpkinlips, put it on your lap.

My baby girl just turned six. The last week of school she and her friend were making "play date" plans to "hang out" at the mall together. She also didn't really want to be seen with me when I visited her class to help with the end-of-year party. Heaven help us. Please.

Please help me to be motivated to take my kids out for enriching summer activities. This lazy schedule makes me long to sit at home and consume books instead.

I strongly suspect somebody in this house used my toothbrush to groom a Zhu Zhu pet. A message to that somebody: In the future, please refrain from providing salon services to your hamster with my Oral-B.

That will be all.