When the good Lord was creating
Mothers ... He was into His sixth day of
"overtime." An angel appeared and
said, "You're sure doing a lot of fiddling
around on this one!"
God nodded and said, "Yes,
but have you read the specs on this
order? She has to be completely
washable, but not made of plastic.
She has to have 180 moveable
parts ... all replaceable.
She'll have to run on black
coffee and leftovers.
She'll need a lap that disappears
when she stands up.
She'll have to have a kiss
that can cure anything from a scraped finger to
a disappointed love affair. She will
also need six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head
slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands? ... No
"It is not the hands that
are causing me problems," said the
Lord. "It's the three pairs of eyes
that mothers have to have."
"That's on the standard model?"
asked the angel.
The Lord nodded and said,
"One pair is to see through closed doors when
she asks, "What are you kids doing in there?"
... although she'll already know.
She needs another pair here in
the back of her head that can see the things she
shouldn't have to, but things that she has to
And of course, she'll need
a set of eyes here in front that will be able to
look at a child when he goofs
up. Those eyes will be able to say,
"I understand and I love you," without even
muttering a word."
"Lord," said the angel
touching God's sleeve gently, "You had better go
to bed. Tomorrow ..."
"I can't," interrupted the
Lord. "I'm so close now to creating
something that is so much like myself, that I
just can't stop.
I've already created one
who can ... heal herself when she is sick, feed
a family of six on one pound of hamburger, and
can get a nine-year-old to stand under a
Slowly, the angel circled and
carefully looked at the model of a
Mother. "It's too soft!" the angel
"But she's tough!" said
the Lord excitedly. "You cannot
imagine what this mother will be able to do or
the things that she will be able to endure."
The angel asked, "Can she
"Not only can she think, but she
will be able to reason and compromise," said the
Finally the angel bent
over and ran her finger across the cheek of the
mother. "There's a leak in her!" the
angel pronounced. "I told you that
you were trying to put too much into this
"That's not a leak," said
the Lord. "It's a tear!"
"What's it for?" asked the angel.
The Lord said, "It's for
joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness,
love and pride."
"Wow! You're a
genius!" said the angel.
The Lord looked somber and said,
"But I didn't put it