The Best Parenthood Quotes

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  • 51

    A Favorite of 33 users

    Please, Dad

    As soft winds sweep away the days
    I look back on life through a haze.
    Remember playgrounds, parks and friends,
    In childlike gaze that never ends.
    The laughter in a game of catch,
    Shall memory ever attach...
    To innocence in youthful eyes,
    Catching the ball to Dad's surprise.

    I recall my first bike, first wreck,
    Who picked me up, said, "What the heck?"
    Convinced me to give one more try,
    While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry.
    Just the joy knowing he was there,
    Making him proud my only care.
    There was nothing I couldn't do,
    My heart held fast that to be true.

    Though teenage years were kind of rough,
    I sure wasn't too big or tough.
    You taught me to defend what's right
    And never back down from a fight.
    So I learned the hard way to stand,
    Still, with each lump, I found your hand.
    Drawing from you an inner strength,
    And stubborn pride of equal length.

    But there the line of fate was drawn,
    As though I blinked and you were gone.
    I found myself facing the sun,
    Not man, not boy, fatherless, one.
    Eyes blinded by a void inside,
    I could not live that you had died.
    Alas finding it to be true,
    I could do nothing without you.

    Please, Dad, today just hear my call,
    I'm sorry that I dropped the ball.
    My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned,
    My emotions undisciplined.
    I can't get up although I try,
    Please don't be upset if I cry.
    Though I can't fight what I can't see,
    Please, Dad, say you're still proud of me.

    Posted by step-on-me in Parenthood  ID#:42562
  • 52

    A Favorite of 33 users

    I've carried a baby within my body. I've slept with a baby on my chest. I have kissed boo boos, mended broken hearts, been puked on and pooped on, slept sleepless nights in a rocking chair. But I wouldn't have it any other way. My body is far from magazine perfect, but when I look into the mirror, I see a mom, and there is no greater honor or blessing.

    Posted by pinktonya in Parenthood  ID#:431469
  • 53

    A Favorite of 32 users

    As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives... they are watching us to see what we do with ours.

    Posted by Anonymous in Parenthood  ID#:350020
  • 54

    A Favorite of 31 users

    it takes a mother 20 years to make a man of her son,while it takes a woman 20 seconds to make a fool of him

    Posted by crazyraul in Parenthood  ID#:51858
  • 55

    A Favorite of 31 users

    Why is it that you always tried to tell me how to be me.
    Why is it that you thought you could control who I would turn out to be.
    I know I'm not perfect and I'm sure that I never will be.
    So why couldn't you ever just accept me for me.
    Others do it with ease, and they easily seem pleased.
    So why is it so hard for you, is it because I'm nothing like you?
    Well if that's so, then you'll just have to give up.
    Because being like you is something that I will never do.

    Posted by glt1532 in Parenthood  ID#:335019
  • 56

    A Favorite of 31 users

    Teenagers know all about supply and demand. You supply them with money and then they demand more.

    Posted by Susan_Gale in Parenthood  ID#:474264
  • 57

    A Favorite of 30 users

    My Daddy M.D.

    Whenever Daddy signs his name he always writes M.D.
    So that people will all know that he belongs to me
    For M.D. means "My Daddy" or something just the same
    And that is why he always puts these letters in his name.
    Some letters in his name are small but these are not, you see,
    He always makes them big like that because he's so proud of me.

    Posted by aschrage in Parenthood  ID#:38668
  • 58

    A Favorite of 30 users

    Parents, they refuse to hear the truth from their kids.

    Posted by iceflower in Parenthood  ID#:247585
  • 59

    A Favorite of 30 users

    Love your parents. We are so busy growing up, that we forget that they are also growing old.

    Posted by holliemaywright in Parenthood  ID#:497171
  • 60

    A Favorite of 29 users

    I had just gotten into a small argument with my 11 year old son, and he stormed off to his room. After sitting on the couch next to my three year old, I said out loud, mostly to myself, "What am I going to do with him?"

    My three year old put his hand on my knee and said "Just love him, Mom."

    Posted by alenamarie in Parenthood  ID#:105066
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