We all have bad days, of course, a secret that only makes us feel more guilty. But once my friends and I started telling the truth... about how far we deviated from perfection, we couldn't stop. . . . One mother admitted leaving the grocery store without her kids--"I just forgot them. The manager found them in the frozen foods aisle, eating Eskimo Pies."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
[Children] need time to stare at a wall, daydream over a picture book, make mud pies, kick a ball around, whistle a tune or play t...he kazoo--to do the things today's adults had time to do when they were growing up.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Diddy-Wah-Diddy ... is a place of no work and no worry for man or beast. The road to it is so crooked that a mule pulling a load o...f fodder can eat off the back of the wagon as he plods along. All curbstones are chairs, and all food is already cooked. Baked chickens and sweet potato pies, with convenient knives and forks, drift along crying, 'Eat me! Eat me!'LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When it came to poetry, my father was not an absolutist. Pie was his favorite subject for a couplet, but every three or four weeks... he would write about something else--perhaps a couplet like "'Eat your food,' gently said Mom to little son Roddy. 'If you don't, I will break every bone in your body.'" The next day he would be back to pies -- "Mrs. Trillin's pecan pie, so nutritious and delicious Will make a wild man mild and a mild man vicious."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... to paint with oil paints for the first time ... is like trying to make something exquisitely accurate and microscopically clea...r out of mud pies with boxing gloves on.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »