Quotes About Bonding

Every baby needs a lap.

Between the dark and the daylight,When the night is beginning to lower,Comes a pause in the day's occupations,That is known as the Children's Hour.

Laughter is not a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is the best ending for one.

As if tears were the necessary lubricant without which the machine of mutual communication could not work successfully, the two sisters, after these tears, started talking, not about what preoccupied them , but about unrelated things, and yet they understood eachother.

With friends, one is well; but at home, one is better,

From that day the eldest princess quite changed toward Pierre and began knitting a striped scarf for him.

When the candle was taken away, Seryozha heard and felt his mother. She stood over him, and with loving eyes caressed him. But then came windmills, a knife, everything began to be mixed up, and he fell asleep.

L'autostrada era vuota. Erano gli unici due in fuga e questa consapevolezza li rendeva più amici che mai. Bravman ne era inebriato. Diceva: "Krantz, di noi troveranno solo una striscia d'olio sul pavimento del garage, senza nemmeno i riflessi dell'arcobaleno". Ultimamente Krantz era molto silenzioso, ma Breavman era sicuro che pensasse le stesse cose.

To be in your children's memories tomorrow, you have to be in their lives today. Anonymous

Then, wham! My first grandchild was born... I was jolted, blindsided by a wallop of loving more intense than anything I could remember or had ever imagined.

I was trying to understand my grandmother feelings. Why, when I looked at and held the baby, I felt I was floating, that I was on a high.... I keep wanting to burst into song! So I wasn't crazy, & I wasn't alone. When a grandmother holds the baby, her brain, like a new mother's, can also be drenched in the bonding hormone oxytocin. Aha! There it was. We grandmas literally, actually fall in love.

When I told him about Jordan, out flashed pictures of his grandkids. This was how I was introduced to the secret society of grans. We're instant compatriots. If you want to break the ice with someone who's in the society, all you have to do is ask, "So how old is yours?

They drank until they couldn't walk without holding on to her. She asked them for money then, money to send back to Emma at Towac: for the little girls. Then they stumbled up the steps to the Hudson Hotel. If she took long enough in the toilet, they usually passed out on the bed.

I've always been part of comedy. One of the things about our family was that if we were reasonably funny with each other, particularly my two brothers and myself, when my father was upset with something you'd want to make sure in some way you made him laugh. Because when he didn't laugh, you were in trouble!

The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you're uncool.

My dad and I played music. He teaches me a song or two every time I'm home.

There's an old little jingle: 'The chief use of slang is to show that you're one of the gang.' What that means is that every social group has its own linguistic bonding mechanism. If there's a group of lawyers, they have their own slang. If there's a group of doctors, they have their own slang, and so on.

There were times when I had great times with my brothers, pillow fights and things, but I was, used to always cry from loneliness.

Our dad used to take us fishing, and I still love it.

I don't travel with them, but they can't be missing in my home. There have to always be dominoes... I used to play with my family - dad, my grandpa, my uncles.

My dad had this old truck that he used to take on back roads and showed me how to drive when I was nine or ten.

I used to skate around the rink with my mom, and we used to race each other until I started getting way better. Then she hung up her skates and resorted to playing my music at the rink.

I never feel more useful than when I'm making my kids a bowl of soup.

My daughter loves to do art stuff. As a father, I like to play with her. We break out the big pads of paper and the glitter and all the stuff. She likes to do what she likes to do. I want to do something, too. So I've just started using her same materials - a lot of crayons, a lot of sparkle, charcoal, pencils, markers and glue.