YOU AIN’T SEEN NOTHIN’
TIL YOU’VE SEEN MY MOMMA!
Four little boys were having a discussion about whose daddy was the greatest. The first little boy said, “You’ve heard of the Empire State Building. My dad built it.” The second boy, not to be outdone, said, “Oh yeah, you’ve heard of the Grand Canyon. My dad dug it.” The third little boy jumped in, “That’s nothing. You’ve heard of the Dead Sea. Well, my dad killed it.” The three little boys then looked at the fourth boy who had not yet spoken. He dug his toe in the ground and thought for a moment, then said, “You ain’t seen nothin’ til you’ve seen my momma!”
Mothers, not Chevrolet, are the heartbeat of America. A child once asked a little girl, “Where is your home?” She answered, “Wherever Momma is.”
Mothers have an incredible influence on their children. William Ross Wallace once said, “The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.” The maxim could be more accurate with an addendum: “The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world, and guides souls into the eternal next world.”
I encourage all who have a mother to honor her on Mother’s Day in a special way. Tell her how much she means to you. Value her. And remember, “You ain’t seen nothin’ til you’ve seen my Momma!”
-Jimmy Sites
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