By the time God made mothers, he was into his sixth day of working
overtime. An Angel appeared and said "Why are you spending so much
time on this one?"
And God answered and said, "Have you seen the spec sheet on her?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have 200
movable parts, all replaceable, run on black coffee and leftovers,
have a lap that can hold three children at one time and that
disappears when she stands up, have a kiss that can cure anything
from a scraped knee to a broken heart, and have six pairs of
hands."
The Angel was astounded at the requirements for this one. "Six
pairs of hands! No Way!" said the Angel. God replied, "Oh, it's not
the hands that are the problem, It's the three pairs of eyes that
mothers must have!" And that's just on the standard model?" the
Angel asked.
God nodded in agreement, "Yep, one pair of eyes are to see through
the closed door as she asks her children what they are doing, even
though she already knows. Another pair in the back of her head are
to see what she needs to know even though no one thinks she can.
And the third pair are here in the front of her head. They are for
looking at an errant child and saying that she understands and
loves him or her without even saying a single word."
The Angel tried to stop God. "This is too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish.."
"But I can't," God protested. "I am so close to finishing this
creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals
herself when she is sick and can feed a family of six on a pound of
hamburger and can get a nine year old to stand in the shower!" The
Angel moved closer and touched the woman. "But you have made her so
soft, Lord."
"She is soft", the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."
"Will she be able to think?", asked the Angel.
The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be
able to reason, and negotiate."
The Angel then noticed something and reached out and touched the
woman's cheek. "Oops, it looks like you have a leak with this
model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this
one."
"That's not a leak", God said, "That's a tear!"
"What's the tear for?" the Angel asked.
God said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow,
her disappointment, her pain, her loneliness, her grief, and her
pride."
The Angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of
everything. WOMEN are truly amazing!"
