While the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was well into his sixth day of overtime. Then an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one!"
And the Lord said, "Have you read the specifications of this order? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic...Have 180 movable parts, all replaceable...Run on black coffee and leftovers...have a lap that disappears when she stands up...and a kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. Plus she has to have six pairs of hands!"
The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands!!?? Not possible!"
"Oh, its not the hands that are causing Me the problem," 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. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows...Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't, but what she has to know...And of course, the ones here in front that can look at a child and reflect, 'I understand, and I love you' without so much as saying a word." "Lord," said the angel touching His sleeve gently, "Get some rest. Finish this tomorrow."