Quotes About Family

Can I have a Happy Meal? don't you think you're getting a little old for that? I'm only seven, Dad.

I don't know what normal really means. I think everyone has his own definition, and it's shaped by culture, by family and friends, by character and experience, by events and a thousand other things. What's normal for one person isn't normal for another

and there had been times when he wished he'd been born into a different family.

I'm not going to live with you! a small voice shouted from the kitchen doorway. Beth looked past Keith to see Ben, his expression horrified. Ben started to back away. I'm not going to do it!

As he lay on the couch, he reflected that he wanted to be the same kind of father someday.

And if I'd have a single dying wish, it would be to know that both of you, are somehow going to be alright.

Having kids means taking care of them, raising them, loving and supporting them, and none of those things have anything to do with who makes them one night in the bedroom or the experience of being pregnant

I sit by the bed with an aching back, and start to cry as I pick up the notebook. I am tired now, so I sit, alone and apart from my wife. And when the nurses come in they see two people they must comfort. A woman shaking in fear and the old man who loves her more deeply than life itself crying softly in the corner, his face in his hands.

daddies ain't worth much if they don't worry just a little.

She wished her younger brother, Drake, were here, and she felt the usual ache when she thought of him.

Thrown under the bus by my own kids. I just can't believe it." "I wouldn't throw you under the bus, Daddy," Kristen said seriously. "Thank you, sweetie.

You know my last name, but I didn't catch yours." "Danko," she said. Then, anticipating his next question: "My dad is from Slovakia." "That's near Kansas, right?

It's just that every now and then there's a student who comes from a challenging family background, and you know there's nothing you can do for them. It's enough to break your heart sometimes.

Over the years, I'd gradually come to believe that family is like your shadow on a sunny day, always there, just over your shoulder, following you in spirit no matter where you are or what you're doing. They're always with you.

I knew that my dad was a good man, a kind man, and though he'd led a wounded life, he'd done the best he could in raising me. Never once had he raised his hand in anger

while there's a lot that I don't know about the world, I do know that kids have a funny way of helping you keep things in perspective.

It wasn't until I had children that I really understood what love meant.

How, then, was she--his wife, who'd taken a vow to remain with him in sickness and in health--supposed to justify ending the marriage and breaking up their family after everything they have been through? When all she really wanted was the man she'd once believed him to be

she felt a sudden, unexpected surge of hope. Despite the tragedy they'd all gone through, this was what a happy family looked like; this, she thought, is what a loving family did when they were together. For them, it was nothing but an ordinary day on an ordinary weekend, but for her, there was something revelatory about the notion that wonderful moments like these existed. And that maybe, just maybe, it would be possible for her to experience similar days in the future.

There are a lot of people in the world, I think, who could learn a lot from my dad.

Your Dad Loves You, I Can Tell, Even If You Can't.

My little one's only 12 and I miss seeing him grow up and trying to form him and mould him the way I'd like him to him to turn out, which is something like his dad!

My father's grandfather was in Heart Mountain.

I was five when I did my first show with the Mountain Play Theatre company in Marin County. I started young, and since no one in my family was involved in the industry in any way shape or form, I think everyone thought I'd do a few plays and that would be it. But then I kept doing it.