How would you describe your family? No this is not a serious topic, have fun:-)

My little brother is a swamp goblin. Not exactly something which can hurt you, kinda grouchy at times..a bit if a trickster..always causing trouble. But will be sweet and helpful with some coaxing and if it suits him. My Mother's like Two-Face from Batman! Lol, one minute she's can be kinda nice and funny the next..watch out! Lol. She can be described easily as..changeable. Dad's a solemn monolith. Very, very sleepy..sometimes not caring who gets crushed when disturbed. At times slow to move or decide. A creature of few words and simplicity -- in a good way. Hmm..friends? Jess reminds me of a combination between a Harpy and Valkerie. Warrior, sassy, defender of the downtrodden with supernatural powers which still aren't understood..though if you get on her bad side she's like the essence of vengence and spite. Jay..is like a young cat. Sometimes playful, mysterious..uses his cuteness to cheer you up when you're down. Genuinely cares when you're sad, worries when you're upset..sometimes helpless but can generally take care of himself. Stephie..is a southern party'n pirate with bad luck! Lol

My mother is like a dried up piece of pickled leather. And I mean that in the best possible way. My dad is a force of nature. Think of that Muhammad Ali song, something about float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, that is the way to descrfibe my dadd-ee! Ny husband is referred to as the donkopotomus, by which we mean Donkey Eeyore and hippos that like to wallow. My sons are polar opposites. The oldest is em, flamboyant. The youngest is a rock solid little fella with quite the mouth on him. It will get him into trouble some day!

I am a cross between an angel and a demon. My daughter is 100% witch.

Your family sound great, annoying, but great and you obviously love them. I don't particularly like any members of my family so don't feel able to participate in an amusing fashion, sadly. I can say my sister is a lot like your Mum, her husband is curious to the point of being nosey, when they visit Dad, he waits till my father has gone into town with my sister then goes through all Dad's financial papers. My other sister is chronically ill and therefore too tired for visiting or even answer the phone sometimes but still manages to go on long drives buying antiques and going to the theatre. Several years ago she spent almost half a million on a weekender but she's not well off financially. As you can see, I'm unable to be amusing in these instances

I have a happy family with the most loving mother and easy go lucky father.I have my two generous sisters and supportive relatives.I have my most beautiful and caring wife with our super lovely daughter and handsome son.

My parents were divorced when I was very young so I never got to know my father...I grew up with, first my great-grandmother, grandmother and mother until the age of five...my great-grandmother could have also been described as a marine sargeant...she was the definite boss and matriarch of the family--we my grandmother mother and I moved out when I was only five..my grandmother was, well the only way to describe her...mmmm...a milk-toast?? Hated conflicts of any kind and was very even tempered..in some ways..but oh, she had temper...she came across so sweet and innocent..the same with my mom...so people saw both as sweet angelic folks..but only I saw their real personalities...which believe me wasn't so pleasant at times..I had an awful lot of problems with my mom especially in her last years of her life...yet she thought she was uh, well...normal? Beg to differ...lets put it this way..I definitely grew up in a dysfunctional family and life could be pretty trying at times!

My mother is a reformed hippy, she used to be wild but now she's an accountant. But if you catch her on the weekends she's not wearing a bra and lets her hair down. My father is an anuerysm waiting to happen. He takes his work home and I expect one of his eyeballs to pop out soon from all the stress. He has problems pooping. My sister is G.I. Jane, back when I was single, guys were afraid to dump me because they would get their butts kicked. My husband is a geek and will admit that. His goal in life is to teach our son how to play all the gaming systems that exist and to own every game and system out there. My son is a toddler, so he's crazy. He thinks it is fun to jump from couch to chair to table. I expect him to break a bone sometime this year.