Emotional intelligence begins to develop in the earliest years. All the small exchanges children have with their parents teachers and with each other carry emotional messages.

I grew up in a bookless house - my parents didn't read poetry so if I hadn't had the chance to experience it at school I'd never have experienced it. But I loved English and I was very lucky in that I had inspirational English teachers Miss Scriven and Mr. Walker and they liked us to learn poems by heart which I found I loved doing.

I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.

A child who has never fantasized about having other parents is seriously lacking in imagination.

I'm not claiming that football is the nation's salvation in this area but it's one of them one little thing that apparently has captured the imagination of a large sector of our society. But when football can't be a relatively pure outlet a fun thing then it hurts itself.

My parents thought it was nice to develop my imagination but they never seriously thought that anything would ever come of it. They said that I couldn't be an actress because I would be taller than all my leading men so I thought I would be a writer instead.

However my parents - both of whom came from impoverished backgrounds and neither of whom had been to college took the view that my overactive imagination was an amusing quirk that would never pay a mortgage or secure a pension.

It's great to be able to connect parents with children both emotionally and through humor. I look forward to exploring family entertainment once again and examining the specifics of our day-to-day lives against the backdrop of an extraordinary adventure.

At NBC I wasn't really sure if the grandparents were going to get my sense of humor on a particular topic.

All my jobs have been with food in one way or another since 1948. My parents were in the hotel business and I just loved the warm hearted people who worked so hard with such good humor.

As a person he was wonderful. He really was a great person. He was full of life. He had a great sense of humor. Very talented of course but very caring to his parents. There was a very endearing quality about Elvis.

You see that's another thing that my parents gave me: an enormously great sense of humor.

The one thing I would hope would go on my tombstone is 'I made my parents proud.'

My hope is that we will turn Greece into maybe the most transparent country in the world with everything on the web.

Like all parents my husband and I just do the best we can hold our breath and hope we've set aside enough money for our kid's therapy.

Do parents sit down and tell their kids everything? I don't know. I don't know. I've convinced myself - I hope I'm right - that children despair of you if you don't tell them the truth.

The media tried to destroy my parents and has taken things completely out of context but there's not a whole lot you can do in terms of fighting back. You have to hope that it passes which it always does. But they have to be careful. They didn't necessarily sign up for this.

My mother was one of seven girls whose parents went to bed hungry so their children wouldn't. My father lost his mother when he was nine. He left school and went to work for the next 70 years. They emigrated to America with little more than the hope of a better life.

Hope is the greatest thing for moms of autism. Hope is what gets us out of bed in the morning. I'm on a mission to tell parents that there is a way.

Imagine if you had baseball cards that showed all the performance stats for your people: batting averages home runs errors ERAs win/loss records. You could see what they did well and poorly and call on the right people to play the right positions in a very transparent way.

I love my parents. But I'm almost 28 and it's not fun to be asked 'What are you doing today? What do you want for dinner? When are you going to be home?' It just makes you feel like a kid. It's this juxtaposition of feeling annoyed and really lucky to have people who love you so much.

This whole head of the home thing has been blown way out of proportion. Some guys just take it way too far. Some parents take it way too far. Yet children need guidance. They need a parent to help and guide them. They also need a friend. They need a confidant.

I'm still really close with everyone at home and their parents - and their brothers and sisters. I was so so so lucky to grow up as part of a community and I don't take that for granted. I try very hard to stay part of it.

I was a loner as a child and happiest at home launching toy rockets and aeroplanes. When I started causing trouble in my third year at grammar school Mum was really surprised. My parents sent me to a child psychologist who suggested I might have Asperger's syndrome.