Sweet bleedin’ Christ,” Bones interrupted. “Try not to let this turn you into a Ghost Whisperer, hmm? Adopting Fabian is one thing, but we’re already turning away spooks by the dozen. If you want another pet, we’ll get you more cats.
My mom was extremely supportive of me, but it could err on the side of... I mean, there's supportive, and then there's just full-on over-hovering.
I'm a mother myself, and sometimes mothers get a bad rap just because they've tried to do their job. Some people have more of a knack for it than others do, but almost all of it falls to, 'My mother's suffocating me.' Whatever.
An overzealous parent is just one example of the kind of Problem Mom or Dad who pops up at track meets, threatening to put a damper on the day.
Beyond a certain point, that was all a mother could do for her children - Hang around long enough to drive them crazy.
There are too many people that depend on me. I'm too obligated. I'm in too far to get out.
Families, doing everything for each other out of imagined obligation and always getting in each other's way, what a tangle.
I'm so obsessed and involved with my son.
If I go on dates, my mom is always with me. She's always there making sure I'm all right. Like if I go to see a movie with a boy, she'll go to dinner next door.
I think it's probably a universal experience that all parents think they're not hovering, but perhaps we all are.
Sometimes directors feel like they have to justify that hat that they are wearing they've got on as a director, and they come in and they tweak and interfere.
My family is crazy about watching what - everything I do.
I've always gotten myself overly involved in supporting other women who've not always been as supportive in return.
My mom was a lot of a stage mother.
I am not a librarian of my own work. It's a good thing not to be too involved with what you have done.
It might suprise you to know I think I raised them too much, too
I've been around the coaching circuit far too much.
Alright, alright, I admit it: my husband is the quiet, kind, accepting parent, and I'm the one who wants so much to be part of our two daughters' lives than I can't even let them finish a story without interrupting.
I didn't want to be one of these pushy daddies.
You don’t have to be at every volleyball game. We can’t guilt ourselves.
I learned that I was just getting too consumed by racing. That's all I used to do was think about it. You have to be able to turn it off. You have to make yourself stop, or you'll get burned out.
My parents are cartoons. When they come up and visit, they're hilarious. My mother somehow finds a way to get in the way of everything.
I was gushing and I knew it. I surprised myself with my eagerness to please, felt myself saying too much, explaining too much, overinvolved and overexcited in the way you are when you're a kid and you think you've found a soul mate in the new boy down the street and you feel yourself drawn by the force of the courtship and so act as you don't normally do and a lot more openly than you may even want to.
I know how irritating it is when a producer puts his hand in everything.
My parents are very cool and wildly supportive - maybe almost too much. I want to tell them to chill out.
