I said yes to traditional: I grew up with both my bio parents, 2 siblings, a dog, a cat, a house in the suburbs, papa had the traditional affair.
My papa was stay-at-home/uni-dad though, which was non-traditional. Mum worked the high-powered super job.
The radio-guy is a numbskull. There is no traditional family. And the one study he is talking about has been severely criticised.
Single mother since I was 7.
My father died when I was six, my mother remarried when I was 11.
Well…um…we might be considered Traditional if we appeared on Jerry Springer (except there’s no yelling or hitting in my family.) Or maybe Sister Wives (except we’re not Mormon.)
Mom and Dad until I was six, and then Dad left with Mom’s Best Friend, and Mom’s Best Friend’s Live In Boyfriend moved in with Mom and me shortly after. Mom’s Best Friend (now Stepmom) has two boys from two previous husbands who my mom used to babysit - um, the boys, not the husbands. Both spent some time in foster homes while Stepmom was “finding herself” in the '70s (I don’t actually know the whole story behind how she lost/gave up custody for a while), but lived with Dad and Stepmom from the early '80s on, while I visited summers and winters. Dad and Stepmom in a happily open marriage for almost 30 years, and occasionally a “roommate” lived with them for a year or three until they found another married couple to make a life with as a Quad. Mom single after that first year when MBFLIB left, although he remained active in my life and spent every holiday with us at my grandmother’s or mother’s house.
I have a flowchart to show new friends.
Despite all that, or perhaps because of all that, we’re all awesome, thanks for asking. 
Second marriage (divorce) for both my parents. Dad’s kids were already out of the house, but he adopted Mom’s two and then they had two more.
Both worked. Older siblings were responsible for child care.
Dad died when I was 12, so the last bit was a single-parent family.
Two parents, three siblings, a dog. Very normal and we all turned out pretty okay. But mom and dad did eventually divorce, after about 35 years of marriage, when all but the last child had left the house. Mom wanted to be free after devoting so much of her life to everyone but herself. Mom and Dad are still friends.
Every family is dysfunctional in it’s own way.
Those claiming to have had perfect childhoods and families scare me
Man, is there nothing computers can’t do these days?
I did, but my dad didn’t. His mother died when he was a toddler, so he grew up with a step-mother, a step-sister, and a half-sister. He seems to have turned out all right.
I’m guessing 3D printing?
Not even close. First several years of my life grew up with both parents, an adopted sister, and two half-brothers. My mom eventually moved out while all the kids stayed with my dad - particularly interesting since he isn’t my half-brothers’ father. He raised them from a very early age, though, so he might as well be. Eventually, my dad’s girlfriend moved in for a year and then they broke up and she moved out. When I was 13, he married my stepmom and they’re still together.
I hit every “non-traditional” rung on the ladder except for widow(er).
Mom, Dad, two siblings and assorted pets in a middle class home in the 'burbs.
Then parents divorced when I was about 12. Mom came out of the closet when I was 14.
So… it started that way but in the end it didn’t turn out exactly traditional.
Ditto. And my mom knocked it out of the park.
Where do I begin?
My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe, with webbed feet.
My father would womanize. He would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament.
My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beeten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.
At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of 14 a Zorastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum. It’s breathtaking. I suggest you try it.
Yup, as about as traditional as it gets.
Parents married 40+ years until my dad passed away. A brother and a sister. Couple of dogs and cats. Station wagon.
My parents were (and still are) the only people either has been married to, and I have three full siblings; no steps or halves. But I don’t think we came out more or less stable than anybody from a less “traditional” home.
Almost identical to mine - Mom, dad, brother, dog, etc., etc.
And I’m pretty darned fucked up myself!
Mom, dad, and three sons (including me) and a dog. Dad was a blue collar worker and mom cooked and cleaned and had a part time job a few nights a week as a retail clerk for some extra income. They were married more than 50 years before my father passed away.
They took us to church every Sunday.
My maternal grandparents were a few blocks away, and we saw them all the time. My dad’s parents lived at the other end of the state and we visited them for a few days each summer.
I would not say that either of the two surviving sons is entirely well adjusted.
No - Dad was on his third marriage, mother on her second. After the divorce they both remarried, and then my mother divorced and married again - 8 marriages between the two of them. One of my sisters is also my niece, and she later married (briefly) my uncle.
Various half and step-siblings; 25 if you include them all but only 11 that count. Of those 11, all but two are doing well by most metrics, and one of them has serious disabilities which hampered him a lot; another is the sister-niece and she’s actually doing really well in lots of ways. Considering just how fucking awful our various parents were, that’s not bad going really.
My parents have been married for 37 years. We do have odd senses of humor, but my brother and I are fine.