My parents would probably fit well with the old patriarchal model of a household, but my dad is decidedly weirder than anything you could put under stereotype
My mother has the patience of a saint, for which I really admire her. She has this conviction that looking after the family (which includes both our household and her parents) is her duty and purpose in life, and that's what she's been doing for the past 20-odd years. That's not to say that she fits the 'housewife' model either since she's highly educated and is in large part responsible for my own success with education (well, both my parents started teaching me from a very early age, long before I got to school. I learned to read, write, count and all those other key skills at home, not school). My mom usually very reasonable, but ironically I probably argue with her more than my dad - but that's because she's more open to arguing and will change her mind if she's wrong. She will always seek compromise. She also never orders people around, but rather asks. I personally think I have a lot in common with my mom, starting with a relatively modest, private character, intellectual orientation, patience and pragmatic approach to solving problems, and a strong sense of attachment to people close to me.
Me and my mom's "favorite" conversation subject is complaining to each other about my dad and my brother, both of whom are difficult characters. I quite like spending time with her on the whole, and I can definitely say she knows me better than any other person in the world.
My dad is just nuts. A good description of his self-perception would be as some sort of a deity.
He's incredibly intelligent and talented (he is a professional musician after all), but with an absolutely rotten, egomaniacal character.
For starters, he never compromises, orders people around and always has his own priorities before everyone else's. He can randomly come up with some sort of plan, and everyone else will have to drop whatever they were doing and go along with him. If you don't, well... he has his own special ways of making everyone's life hell, usually by going into a sour mood and spoiling everyone else's. That may not sound like much, but if anyone can get on people's nerves, it's him. The amount of psychological pressure he can exert when he's in a bad mood is amazing.
All the while he's hyper-sensitive. I wasn't joking when a few weeks ago I mentioned how he complaints about my PC being on at night because he can "feel the electricity". He's sensitive to absolutely anything one can be sensitive to. This sensitivity occasionally borders on paranoia, and is often completely causeless.
While he may be concerned about other people, it's a complete opposite when it comes to mom as far as any sort of sense of duty. He feels that everyone owes him something, but he doesn't owe anyone anything. For that reason, since age 18, I've been paying to live with him (I needn't even mention anything like my parents paying for college - that just wouldn't happen), despite still being obliged to follow his commands.
As I said, he's incredibly smart and can exert an incredible amount of psychological pressure on people. On the other hand, that of course means that he'd never resort to anything physical.
On the other hand he has this whole other random fluffy side - he'll occasionally clown around and purposely look like a total idiot, he likes to play around with people, he's amazing to converse/debate with IF you don't attack any position that's identifyably his. He can be all... cuddly on occasion and while he may be egotistical, he depends totally on people keeping him company.
In other words he's a real lion.
I have a bunch of his traits, too, I won't deny - in particular my own sensitivity (but not hyper-) and my creative tendencies. Unlike my brother (who, by the way, is incredibly similar to his character), I rarely clash with him and usually get along with him fine, but it's hard to have a really close relationship with him because of his totally uncompromising, self-centred nature.
Both my parents think I'm lazy. My mom is somewhat more optimistic; my dad has several times muttered something along the lines of me being a failure. Perhaps because of the excellent intellectual upbringing and home-education that they provided me with, they have unrealistically high expectations of me (for example both of them are seriously ticked that I have not yet tried to write and publish a book, like that's something I totally could do if I played less computer games
). It's certainly gotten milder in the past few years though, for one because I've been doing better and better in school, for another thing because in comparison to my brother I've proven rather problem-free and easy to deal with lately.