I believe it’s time to begin in our homes a “Gifted Moms” program. Why should “gifted children” get all the press? Hey, where do they think these gifted kids came from? E-Bay? The spring clearance rack at Marshalls? No, we gave birth to these brainy, precocious, talented children. I’m telling you right now – you show me a two year old child that can recite Shakespeare while playing the cello with Yo-Yo Ma and I’ll show you a gifted umbilical cord that leads right back to – you guessed it – us.

Kenzie's dream was a lofty one -- to sit upon her own throne on her 9th birthday and unwrap her gifts. So she talked me into buying a Strawberry Shortcake inflatable chair to be used to fulfill not only her royal ambitions but another dream as well.

I must have been blindfolded and taken by a UFO because in a matter of minutes I found myself walking through the aisles of Party City. It was there I bought her the apparently indestructible Strawberry Inflatable Chair.

It's that time again when all good eaters regret what they ate and get ready to resolve not to do it again - next year.