Quotes About Family

A parent's love is whole no matter how many times divided.

In a houseful of toddlers and pets, you can start out having a bad day, but you keep getting detoured.

When you have brought up kids, there are memories you store directly in your tear ducts.

I tell my child, if I seem obsessed to always know where you've been, it is because my DNA will be found at the scene.

Life is a series of family photos in which you keep moving to the rear until finally you're a portrait in the background.

The trouble with having a stubbornness contest with your kids is that they have your stubbornness gene.

As parents, we guide by our unspoken example. It is only when we're talking to them that our kids aren't listening.

There is a strong chance that siblings who turn out well were hassled by the same parents.

All any child needs is the protection of loving parents and an alternative source of information.

If you have a mom, there is nowhere you are likely to go where a prayer has not already been.

At my house, when a missing pawn shows up in the Scrabble tiles, it counts as an extra blank.

Life is a series of family photos in which eventually you stop showing up.

The thing about family disasters is that you never have to wait long before the next one puts the previous one into perspective.

The advantage of growing up with siblings is that you become very good at fractions.

Sometimes a couple stays together for the sake of the kids — two kids who pledged to be forever true.

Conspicuously absent from the Ten Commandments is any obligation of parent to child. We must suppose that God felt it unnecessary to command by law what He had ensured by love.

If minutes were kept of a family gathering, they would show that "Members not Present" and "Subjects Discussed" were one and the same.

Once you become the mommy or daddy in your child's world, it is the only world in which you exist, no matter how much you fancy there is a separate world of your own.

Sometimes I imagine a get-together where I introduce my family to my blogger friends and my blogger friends introduce my family to me.

Perhaps we are given a mom that we might take into death the memory of a lullaby.

The perfect family board game is one that can be played each time with fewer pieces.

Parenthood is the passing of a baton, followed by a lifelong disagreement as to who dropped it.

A mom forgives us all our faults, not to mention one or two we don't even have.

I would love to go back and travel the road not taken, if I knew at the end of it I'd find the same set of grandkids.