My mom won't let anyone treat me like a little princess.

My brother Trevor is theatrically trained. I used to watch him when I was younger and I was in love with it. It just seemed really fun to be someone else. So I begged my mom she was hesitant, but she eventually allowed me. And it turned out well, I guess.

My mom gives me an allowance. She keeps me pretty tight-reined.

The problem with me is, anything that's easy I will just overdo it. Especially with clothes. But I'm 14 - my mom is super-strict about that.

We were poor. But my mom never accepted that. She worked hard to become a residential contractor - got her master's with honors at the University of New Orleans. I used to go to every class with her. Her father was my paternal figure.

I've learned that every working mom is a superwoman.

I'm an actress and mom, and I probably don't have enough of an active spiritual life. And I don't know why people run around calling themselves by the names of religions when they don't actually practise them.

My mother was a single mom, and most of the women I know are strong.

I think I've become more like my mom just because of what we're both interested in, children and teaching and writing.

I had always loved to write and my mom was my editor for my school papers.