The way I was raised, family was always the most important. When I had our first daughter, Natasha, I knew that’s what I wanted to do.
It’s quite difficult for a parent to know that their daughter is in great danger.
Until 1943 I received no stipend. I was able to support myself as my mother was the daughter of a relatively wealthy cotton manufacturer.
There came to port last Sunday night the queerest little craft, without an inch of rigging on; I looked and looked – and laughed. It seemed so curious that she should cross the unknown water, and moor herself within my room – my daughter! O my daughter!
I take pride in saying that I am an army officer’s daughter even more than being an actor.
Raising a daughter is hard work. There’s no other way to describe it for me.
I will let my daughter do whatever her heart wants. I will support her and guide her and give her all the knowledge that I have because I want her to succeed in whatever she loves.
I am very much the daughter of immigrants. It’s both a point of pride and an essential part of characterizing my upbringing. We spoke Spanish in our house. We listened to Spanish music. All of the TV channels we watched were in Spanish. We ate mostly Italian and Argentinian food.
My daughter is a very adventurous eater. I’m not the guy who sits around lamenting that all my kid will eat it is Tater Tots and chicken nuggets. With my kid, it’s more a capricious and whimsical decision-making.
You can have anything you want, but not everything. If it was really important to spend an afternoon at my daughter’s school, I had to think, how was I going to organize my life to do that? How could I become more efficient? I always tried to put my priorities on the table, personal and professional, and work around them.
A deep river of must-have school mania runs through the chattering classes. There is, of course, the parental adrenaline rush at suburban cocktail parties that comes from announcing one’s son or daughter as an Ivy Leaguer.
Anything I’ve done up till May 27th 1999 was kind of an illusion, existing without living. My daughter, the birth of my daughter, gave me life.
The mother cannot expect her daughter to understand the mysteries of housekeeping without education. She should instruct them patiently, lovingly, and make the work as agreeable as she can by her cheerful countenance and encouraging words of approval. If they fail once, twice, or thrice, censure not.
I just had a baby. I’m not going to work unless it’s something really special and meaningful, because I can’t imagine missing all that time with my daughter.
My daughter, who is 7 years old – I have no idea where she learned this – she made a video where she’s beat-boxing. We have no idea where the beat-boxing came from, but all of a sudden, there it was. Now we’re launched into lyric sheets for every single song that is current. They’re all over our house.
I love turning my daughter on to old movies.
I love to sing around the house and in the car, but my daughter hates it.
I have a daughter and a family.
I finished ‘Heartsick’ with my daughter asleep in her bassinet by my desk, a feat that any new mother will tell you cannot be sufficiently praised.
Even though I am the daughter of a poet, and my stepmother is also a poet, growing up, I didn’t think I could understand poetry; I didn’t think that it had any relevance to my life, the feelings that I endured on a day-to-day basis, until I was introduced to the right poem.
But to me, the most important page in my daughter’s book is the last one – because it’s blank. It says ‘Your Hero’s Photo Here,’ and ‘Your Hero’s Story Here.’
I play video games a lot… I love to read… I enjoy spending time with my husband and daughter, who are my most favorite people in the world.
There were a couple of things in the intervention that made me know I needed help. One was a letter from my daughter saying that she was ashamed she had the same last name as I did, which will shock you a little bit.
I was set free because my greatest fear had been realized, and I still had a daughter who I adored, and I had an old typewriter and a big idea. And so rock bottom became a solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
I acknowledge Shakespeare to be the world’s greatest dramatic poet, but regret that no parent could place the uncorrected book in the hands of his daughter, and therefore I have prepared the Family Shakespeare.
I wish I could just go tell all the young women I work with, all these fabulous women, ‘Believe in yourself and negotiate for yourself. Own your own success.’ I wish I could tell that to my daughter. But it’s not that simple.
I had a breakthrough, I think my life just became calmer, I gave up drinking. My priorities changed as I had a young daughter. The group didn’t want me to record for the Think Tank album… so I took it as a sign to leave.
Each woman brings her own separate, unique strengths to the family and the Church. Being a daughter of God means that if you seek it, you can find your true identity.
I want to teach my daughter the importance of exercising and eating healthy as she grows up.
I lost my daughter at 21. I had to give her up because I was broke, no place to take her, no money to take her. That was very traumatic.
If you want to ask about my drug problem, go ask my big, fat, smart, ten pound daughter, she’ll answer any questions you have about it.
When I think about the world I would like to leave to my daughter and the grandchildren I hope to have, it is a world that moves away from unequal, unstable, unsustainable interdependence to integrated communities – locally, nationally and globally – that share the characteristics of all successful communities.
I don’t want to be ignorant in my daughter’s eyes.
People used to call her Debbie Reynolds’ daughter. Now they call me Princess Leia’s mother!
Personally, I’ve always known that I wanted to go back to work because I’m confident, and I’m certain that my daughter will have a better mother in me if I’m doing the things that I’m excited about and that I’m passionate about.
At the age of 15 months my daughter was diagnosed with very bad asthma, and essentially I put my career on hold for a good eight years.
As a daughter of a former NAACP chapter president, I know all too well how everyday people can change lives and create progress so many others consider ‘impossible.’
If my daughter’s going to go out in the winter with summer clothes, I’m gonna question it. And at some point, I assume, if the conversation goes on long enough, if I can convince her, she will put on some warm clothes. And I think that sort of exchange is pretty valid.
I’m currently raising a 15 year old son and an 18 year old daughter, which a guess is my punishment for a wild youth!
I’m grateful for my health, glad I’m making people laugh, glad my wife still likes me after a lotta years, grateful my daughter is growing, glad I don’t take myself too seriously, glad L.A. has Astro Burger, grateful to be coming home to Harlem soon. It’s a gratitude list. It works.
I pride myself as being a very supportive parent. I go to my daughter’s soccer games. I hit most of them. I try to go to all of them.
As the daughter of a civil rights leader, I believe in the power that compels people to stand up for their freedoms, for justice and opportunity. I know that marching inspires people to take an active role in creating positive change for a better America.
My daughter is full energy, like my wife and I, and strong-minded and has an opinion, like we do. And my boys, one’s a bit more calm and chill, and the other is much more sensitive to things. You see this right away, when they’re first born. One cried, one didn’t, with the boys.
I had five children in six years. The day I brought my fifth baby home, that week, my daughter turned 6.
I’m very jealous of my daughter’s education. She’s been inspired by her teachers, and nobody inspired me as a teenager.
If I had a daughter, and some guy came home with her, I’d be on him like a hawk. When I meet people’s parents, I know my place. It’s not that hard.
As an individual, you take Covid-19 situation aside, you would want your family to travel with you, but because of this situation, safety is important, safety of your wife, family and daughter, obviously safety of your teammates is really important.
My daughter loves horses. My other daughter loves soccer.
I’d like to think I’m a normal sort of guy, but go to my mum and she’ll probably say, ‘You know, Chris was always the daughter out of my three boys.’
I have four boys and one girl. My daughter is my only little girl and I just love her to death. I can’t even fix my mouth to tell her ‘no’ for anything.
My daughter took Latin for three years; she still can’t speak it.
You know, you know, obviously, if my daughter’s happy, you know, then I don’t have any problem.
This is what’s sick about living in L.A. My eight-year-old daughter will point to a woman and say, ‘Look! That woman’s had too much Botox.’ She spots them because they all look a bit like Lord Voldemort from ‘Harry Potter.’
I had to get some things right in my personal life. And once I got my family on the same page, to understand who I am and what I do for a living, I asked my oldest daughter, ‘What do you think about Daddy coming back?’ And she said, ‘I didn’t think you were done. I want you to win the Super Bowl.’
