Quotes about Parenting

work at our responsibility as parents as if everything in life counted on it, because in fact everything in life does count on it.

Teach them [your children] in such a way that they could not misunderstand the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

As a mom, I know it is my responsibility, and no one else's, to raise my kids. But we have to ask ourselves, what does it mean when so many parents are finding their best efforts undermined by an avalanche of advertisements aimed at our kids.

Children are not unforgiving. You can punish them and they will hug you in a few minutes.

A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.

Being a father is the most rewarding thing a man whose career has plateaued can do.

Do we not sit for hours at a time before our computer or TV screens, amused at the debased activities we see, some of which might have made even the ancient pagans blush? The debasing goings-on draw our transfixed attention, in many cases resulting in turning over to their mesmerizing devices our children who desperately need nurturing. Are these not altars from which emanate the images made like corruptible man?

For she was a child, throwing bread to the ducks, between her parents who stood by the lake, holding her life in her arms which, as she neared them, grew larger and larger in her arms, until it became a whole life, a complete life, which she put down by them and said, This is what I have made of it! This! And what had she made of it? What, indeed?

No, she thought, putting together some of the pictures he had cut out - a refrigerator, a mowing machine, a gentleman in evening dress - children never forget. For this reason, it was so important what one said, and what one did, and it was a relief when they went to bed.

My child, if I have any object in life, it is to provide for your being a good, a sensible, and a happy man. I am bent upon it.

The terrible announcement that the baby had been taken in the act of putting a doll's frying-pan into his mouth, and was more than suspected of having swallowed a fictitious turkey, glued on a wooden platter! The immense relief of finding this a false alarm! The joy, and gratitude, and ecstasy!

they had a weazen little baby, with a heavy head that it couldn't hold up, and two weak staring eyes, with which it seemed to be always wondering why it had ever been born. It