Eliana Osborn

Kirk Cameron in all his Growing Pains glory was the ideal crush. Unthreatening, goofy, good kid with very reasonable weekly conflicts. And a good smile. Always been a sucker for that.

Help.

I’ve developed a fast and furious passion for the new Daily Show host, Trevor Noah.

I wanted to write a book last summer. Then I realized what a terrible goal that was and modified accordingly.

Now that I’m a mother, I’m much more sympathetic to a woman who just couldn’t take it anymore. Not saying I’d leave my kids in a parking lot and hope for the best . . . just saying that I can understand the impulse.

For you, dear readers, who are thrilled with the teacher in your life — be it your own teacher, the instructor of your child, or even the person who does piano or karate — this list is for you.

They were horrible.

My husband is worried about stigma, about Owen feeling different, about epilepsy being part of his identity. Those are sweet concerns, really. And I get it — I love the kid too. I’d never want to make his life harder in any way.

I’m not there yet. But I need to be honest—I’m closer to 40 than any other multiple of five.

I’m a sucker for an interesting woman, so Notorious RBG is obviously my sort of book.