No baby shall at any time be quartered in a house where there are no soft laps, no laughter, or no love.
It takes an uncommon amount of guts to put your dreams on the line.
Adults are always telling young people, 'These are the best years of your life.' Are they? I don't know. Sometimes when adults say this to children I look into their faces. They look like someone on the top seat of the Ferris wheel who has had too much cotton candy and barbecue. They'd like to get off and be sick but everyone keeps telling them what a good time they're having.
Housework is a treadmill from futility to oblivion with stop-offs at tedium and counter productivity.
Never lend your car to anyone to whom you have given birth.
Most mothers entering the labor market outside the home are naive. They stagger home each evening, holding mail in their teeth, the cleaning over their arm, a lamb chop defrosting under each armpit, balancing two gallons of frozen milk between their knees, and expect one of the kids to get the door.
How come anything you buy will go on sale next week?
Thanksgiving dinners take eighteen hours to prepare. They are consumed in twelve minutes. Half-times take twelve minutes. This is not coincidence.
My second favorite household chore is ironing. My first being hitting my head on the top bunk bed until I faint.
For years my wedding ring has done its job. It has led me not into temptation. It has reminded my husband numerous times at parties that it's time to go home. It has been a source of relief to a dinner companion. It has been a status symbol in the maternity ward.
I am always behind the shopper at the grocery store who has stitched her coupons in the lining of her coat and wants to talk about a 'strong' chicken she bought two weeks ago. The register tape also runs out just before her sub-total. In the public restroom, I always stand behind the teen-ager who is changing into her band uniform for a parade and doesn't emerge until she has combed the tassels on her boots, shaved her legs, and recovered her contact lens from the commode.
It's [motherhood] the biggest on-the-job- training program in existence today.
If God had meant us to walk around naked, he would never have invented the wicker chair.
A grandparent is the only baby-sitter who doesn't charge more after midnight - or anything before midnight.
Onion rings in the car cushions do not improve with time.
There is so much to teach, and the time goes so fast.
Before you try to keep up with the Joneses, be sure they're not trying to keep up with you.
If a man watches three football games in a row, he should be declared legally dead.
What makes people laugh? . . . It's a happy marriage between a person who needs to laugh and someone who's got one to give.
I learned the importance of a man's chair early in life. I learned that he may love several wives, embrace several cars, be true to more than one political philosophy, and be equally committed to several careers, but he will have only one comfortable chair in his life. I learned it will be an ugly chair. It will match nothing in the entire house. It will never wear out.
A child needs your love most when he deserves it least
People shop for a bathing suit with more care than they do a husband or wife. The rules are the same. Look for something you'll feel comfortable wearing. Allow for room to grow.
Who in their infinite wisdom decreed that Little League uniforms be white? Certainly not a mother.
I just clipped 2 articles from a current magazine. One is a diet guaranteed to drop 5 pounds off my body in a weekend. The other is a recipe for a 6 minute pecan pie.
Motherhood is the second oldest profession in the world. It never questions age, height, religious preference, health, political affiliation, citizenship, morality, ethnic background, marital status, economic level, convenience, or previous experience.
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