Ah, the patter of little feet around the house. There's nothing like having a midget for a butler.
In fact, I spent 25 years as a reporter, swearing I would never become an editor. Sitting at a desk, watching other people go out and find the story, and then fussing with other people's words - I just didn't get the appeal of that.
Women have the feeling that since they didn't make the rules, the rules have nothing to do with them.

