I think to my mother (likely ESFJ) I was a bit of an enigma growing up. She was continually surprised by the things I came up with and what I could do. On the whole, she seemed to strike a reasonable balance between providing structure and stability, and letting me develop in my own way. She was always telling me that I could do anything I put my mind to, and encouraging me to aim high. She seemed to enjoy providing me with the practical things of life, which I probably took advantage of as a teen, but deeply appreciated. She also provided emotional support that I didn't realize I even needed. This helped me through the ostracism and occasional bullying of my school years. I sometimes despaired that I had no friends, but it was almost more because I thought I was supposed to have them, rather than feeling an actual lack. When I remembered to view it from that perspective, I realized that I wasn't missing much, since most of my peers at that time had such dissimilar interests and outlook. My mother thankfully never pressured me to have more friends, or to spend less time alone; she just commiserated if it ever got to me, and told me things would improve when I got older. She was right about that.
On the downside, my mother was one of the most illogical people I have ever known, and I quickly learned to go to my father (likely ISTJ) if I wanted to argue for something using facts and reason. This occasionally precipitated an argument between my parents, but often enough, got me what I wanted. I sometimes was surprised what I was able to persuade adults to do. I think they might have worried more about my stubbornness and independence if I hadn't been an exemplary student, pursued reasonable hobbies and activities, and never got in trouble with school, drugs, the law, etc.
My mother's most annoying habit was to critique my behavior after almost every social event we attended. She wouldn't say anything during the event, leaving me with the impression that I had behaved acceptably, only to start in on the way home. I was often puzzled by her expectations, and by how this or that thing that I had done could be considered wrong. All the same, I find I have internalized many useful scripts from this upbringing -- not that I always choose to run them.