I'm very close to my mom, though we have had our moments. For the most part, she's my best friend/strongest ally. If ever I need anything, I know she's there. Basically, I'm her 30 years younger, though I like to think without the manic depressive moments
I am momma's baby, though-benefit to being the youngest and only girl
Dad is another story. He's a great guy...as long as you're not married to him or he didn't contribute to your gene pool. He's never been a real "dad". He's more like the crazy alcoholic uncle that teases you at Thanksgiving and who you avoid phone calls from the rest of the year. I can hang out with him, have a beer, talk about the Bengals or whatever, but I would never go to him with a REAL problem.