My parents hate him.

My parents hate her.

My parents don't approve of my girlfriend.

I made known my intentions to my parents.

My parents don't approve of my career choice.

Both my parents were teachers.

The teacher called my parents.

Both my parents speak Berber.

Both my parents speak Berber.

When I won a place at a medical college in Germany, my parents were proud.

My parents don't like my boyfriend because he's poor.

My parents live in the country.

But who was I? Who were my parents not as parents, but as people?

Both of my parents love each other.

During the war, the Nazis murdered my parents and my whole family.

I would like you to meet my parents.

My parents were radicals who became, well, grown ups.

T I don't want to let my parents down.

S I don't want to let my parents down.

My parents didn't allow me to see Tom again.

Both of my parents don't know how to swim.

When my parents wheeled me out of the hospital

One evening, I listened to my parents and my grandmother talking about the past.

The teacher was so fake and friendly to my parents.

The wisdom of my parents generation speaks to me again.

But I wasn't asked to define myself by my parents.

My name is Lovegrove. I only know nine Lovegroves, two of which are my parents.

When I got home, I put it on my bedroom door. My parents were scandalized.

That is why I said no when my parents asked me to circumcise my daughter.

My parents were veteran Marxists, and my grand parents were highly respected religious figures, one of the many paradoxes and extremes that gave me interesting insights into very different worlds of thought, something I feel very privileged to have had at such a young age.

Let me ask my parents, maybe they can help figure out...

Parents text and do email at breakfast and at dinner while their children complain about not having their parents' full attention.

I haven't seen my parents glued to tv like this since 2003 .

And on my seventeenth birthday, my parents, knowing how much I loved speed, gave me one driving lesson for my seventeenth birthday.

And like many African families, my parents could never save because they supported siblings, cousins, you know, their parents, and things were always dicey.

Instead of just scoffing at this heresy that a kid wanted to get published or saying wait until you're older, my parents were really supportive.

In that language, or in both, my parents generation learned stories, songs, and history.

And so the parents, quite sensibly, said, 10 shekels to pick my kid up late?

So, my friend and I were worried that our parents would not let us go.

Lord , on the Day of Judgment , forgive me and my parents and all the believers .

Lord , on the Day of Judgment , forgive me and my parents and all the believers .

My parents were unfairly deported from this region. Now I m happy that I managed to come back and live in my home Georgia with my family.

The really strange part is that, at three and a half, just before I was going to school, my parents made a bizarre, unusual and incredibly brave decision.

He emigrated with his parents at five years old to Chicago.

I do not know how much longer I will be able to communicate with my parents.