Frank Rijkaard Quotes

There aren't a lot of ironclad rules of family life, but here's one: No matter how much your parents deny it - and here's betting they deny it a lot - they have a favorite child. And if you're a parent, so do you.

I love all my children, but some of them I don't like.

Mothers aren't allowed to have favorite children!

Each of his son's had been his favorite child.

I would infinitely prefer a daughter.

My parents, especially my father, discussed the question of my brothers' education as a matter of real importance. My education and that of my sister were scarcely discussed at all.

So it - we have one enduring, uh, idea that will always live on with the Smothers Brothers, that 'Mom always liked you best.' We're the universal, uh, feeling that every child, every sibling has had somewhere along the line. Or, 'Who did she like best?' And that became kind of a little mantra.

I don't have children, but I imagine if parents are really pushed on the subject, they probably have favorite children.

My dad treated Marilyn Monroe more like his daughter than me.

My son has two loving parents and an extended family, whether it's cousins or stepmothers or boyfriends. My son is surrounded by love.

Whenever someone says to my mum: 'How's your son doing?' she says: 'Which one?' If you're a parent, you're not going to go: 'Oh I'll concentrate on the famous one.'

It's one of the worst-kept secrets of family life that all parents have a preferred son or daughter, and the rules for acknowledging it are the same everywhere: The favored kids recognize their status and keep quiet about it - the better to preserve the good thing they've got going and to keep their siblings off their back.

I loved Dad more for treating the biological reality as trivial, irrelevant. He loved me no less than his other three children.

I am the youngest of four siblings, and we're all so close. I don't know where I would be without my brothers and sister. I secretly believe that my parents love me the most!

During the holidays, I often see my sisters, who still, even after all these years, can't always seem to agree with me. They take silly, indefensible positions, such as denying that my parents loved me more because I was the better child.

As a parent, you go through a whole lot of really tough things, and you kind of want other parents to experience those tough things as payback - especially when it's your brother.

My mother is most attached to my brother because she has the feeling that she could not provide him anything. By the time I was born, at least I got a meal and a half a day, but he sometimes got only water.

I've got two daughters, and it's impossible for me to say one of them is a favorite.

If you have, especially with siblings, something like the competition for mom's affection, it just never goes away.

Parents are sometimes a little more passionate about their sons and daughters.

Actually, I have discovered that while I am totally in love with my child (who is naturally perfect), I still don't like other people's children!

Mom always liked me best.

My brother wasn't loved by my mother in the same way that I was.

Eventually we will learn that the loss of indivisible love is another of our necessary losses, that loving extends beyond the mother-child pair, that most of the love we receive in this world is love we will have to share--and that sharing begins at home, with our sibling rivals.

A first child is your own best foot forward, and how you do cheer those little feet as they strike out. You examine every turn of flesh for precocity, and crow it to the world. But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be no more coming after--oh, that' s love by a different name.