Sentences with phrase «see dad driving»

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«You can not imagine how much I miss seeing these trees» I mentioned to my dad as we were driving around the countryside.

How can you tell a teenager they are not to drink if they see Dad drunk in the weekends or if they see Parents driving after having a few drinks?

They were bound, gagged and given drugs that drove them mad or caused millions of babies born with birth defects... husband weren't allowed to see their wives, new moms were allowed to hold their children but maybe 30 minutes every few hours (breastfeeding was out of the question for many), dads could only see the infants through a glass until after mom and infant were released... Yet we argue that medicine and science are correct??

Going over to their houses and hanging out — seeing people eat dinner together, their father's coming down hard on their dates, driving us around, looking out for us... I didn't have «dad» exactly, but I sort of gleaned from other families.

i'm 3/4 Irish, only 3rd generation on my dad's side born in america, i'm single mother of 4, ages 12, 15, 16 & 19 years old, that i have been raising with no help at all the past 12 yrs, every since i left their sorry ass daddy, that lives 3 minute drive down the road but our kids don't see or...

My dad sees cars as appliances and drives a wonderful Honda and loves it.

You see, I grew up on a farm and learned to drive my dad's Chevy Silverado at age 9 when my 11 - year - old sister taught me to shift gears in the middle of a field.

Aron drove to pick Remington up, where dog and dad were mutually excited to see each other!

Those 2 percent categories are perfect for the road - tripping college student or even just for quick weekend drives home to see Mom and Dad.

Dad couldn't drive us to school because it was so hard to see.

You want everyone to see how cool you are and driving a soccer - Mom minivan or your Dad's safe sedan won't give you any cool points.

His dad waited for his mom to drive the car and then pretended to see the damaged fender for the first time, saying, «Joan, what did you hit?»

But I'm not averse to having the children — one a teen, the other fast approaching — see Mom and Dad navigate our way along Decision Drive, potholes and all.

One day, as my dad and I were driving to the shop, I looked out the passenger window of the car and I saw an old man standing at the street corner.