Update. A few days ago, dad informed me that mother was quitting smoking (cigerettes) and he's down to less than a pack a day, I said that it was still a lot of tar. His reply was perhaps one of the most relieving things I've heard in awhile. "Not much worse than all your toking". I sat there, at our bar counter, smiling and almost laughing. He said that they've known for a few months, ever since I left my water pipe on the seat of my car. But they don't care, because as I knew, they do it too. Since then, I've actually been a bit closer to my parents, we talk a bit more and dad seems smarter than I once believed. We talk openly about weed and stuff now, which I never expected. I had to laugh when he saw the water cooler tank in my trunk (going to make a hookah) and he asked if I was going to try to make a big fucking bong, lol. I told him the plan and he thought it would be "pretty damn good". Next step will be getting the "ok" for growing with them, haha. He also noticed that I had a couple homemade lungs on the floor of my car and suggested that I remove those because they could cause me shit if cops take notice of them.
That is so sweet, man. I'm surprised the cops didn't say anything about them..haha. they must not have know anything about lungs. I hope my second discussion with my dad goes as planned. It will make life better. lol