Moms don't need advice. (We already get plenty of that.) We also don't need "mommy wars," hide-the-vegetable cookbooks, or "250 Craft Projects to Do When it Rains " Please. If we did crafts every time it rained, our kitchen tables would be permanently coated with glitter glue. And let's face it: Those cauliflower brownies aren't fooling anyone. But moms do need a break. Something quick and fun. Something we can pick up when Junior disappears to use the potty and put down when he announces that he has, yet again, trapped his private parts in the zipper. Readers of Trisha Blanchet's award-winning humor column get that break every weekend with a cup of coffee and the Sunday paper. "The Cow Crashed into the Moon" gathers all of the fan favorites (along with lots of new and reliably warped insights) into one convenient package... perfect for fast reads in the laundry room. Or the bathroom. Or the closet. Or wherever you go when you're feeling tempted to leave the kids out on the front lawn in a box marked "free to good home." Don't do it, Mommy. Step away from the box. Read this, instead.