Ethos, Pathos, Logos

As is my quaint little custom, I find it necessary to simplify concepts I have been forced to deeply ponder into silly little things that I can....Apply Into My Daily Life.
That being said, I will talk about the types of appeals used by my own family members when they make an argument.

Ethos: This would be my dad. He's a pediatrician, so he has a certain sense of authority and credibility in our household. Therefore, when someone makes an argument with him, he uses his "authority" to convince us otherwise.
Example:
Me: I'm sick. I need to stay home from school for the next three days.
Dad: Let me see your throat.
Me: Opens mouth
Dad: No you're not.
Me: What?! How can you say that? You don't know how sick I feel!
Dad: I'm a doctor. Trust me, you aren't sick. Drink some OJ and run along to school.

Pathos: My mom is the master of this. She has this wonderful quality of bending her family to her will by using the dreaded guilt trip. I'm sure all of my fellow students have come in contact with this nasty little trick.
Me: Why can't I take the last cookie in the cookie jar?
Mom: If you do that, your sister will feel bad. She will sob for hours and hours, and fall asleep crying, clutching her little stuffed animals to her frail body. But if you want it, go ahead and take it. You sinner.
Me: ....Okay, just take it then! Gosh!

Logos: Well, I like to pretend this is me. Whenever I've tried to make some type of argument, I give (or invent) really good reasons to support my claim.
Me: I need the car for college.
Parents: What about Little Brudder? You had a car when you were his age. Maybe he should have it for two years.
Me: Um....no. No, that wouldn't be logical, and I will tell you why. First, how the heck am I supposed to get the things I need to be a responsible adult and survive on my own if I don't have a mode of transportation?
Parents: Hmm....your survival is rather important....
Me: Yes. Nextly, Brudder has tons of friends with cars in this neighborhood, which would make carpooling easy and convenient for all involved. All my good friends lived out in the Boonies, which would have made it difficult.
Parents: He does have a lot of groupies in our ward....
Me: And most importantly! If I don't have the car with me, how will I ever be able to visit my beloved parents during holidays?
Parents: Oooooh! You win!

See? This stuff is easy to understand.