When Momma Speaks

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Your family can learn some valuable lessons if they listen to the wisdom of mom. No, mom is not always right, but we see some things that others may not quite get. Let me share with you a few examples of how the men in my home have learned, when momma speaks, it helps to pay attention.

My four year old has a fascination with our cat, Roadie. So much that he would pet and pick at the kitty until he would just run under the coffee table and hop on top of box that Brehane could not reach. I would tell Brehane daily to leave the cat alone. But he is so hardheaded, he often has to learn on his own.

Well one morning he was in the bedroom with my husband and he decide to pet Roadie so hard that he bouncing like a ball on the bed. Roadie gave him look, Brehane did not catch the look. So in a gentle yet, “leave me the heck alone” manner, the kitty reached out his paw to Brehane and gave him a nice little scratch; enough to draw a little blood but nothing to really be concerned with. Brehane tried to put on a brave face and not cry because he knew he was wrong. So while I am on the phone laughing with my mom about the incident, I told my little one, it was ok to cry and boy did those tears flow.

I am sure it was a scary moment.

Ok, so not let’s talk about the oldest one, AJ. Alexander is his actual name.

AJ is almost 16 (in less than two months) and sometimes he just works my nerve. There is not much to tell about AJ because he has always been one to listen well. But when I asked him what one thing he has learned happens when Momma speaks, he said that what he has learned is that the saying I often repeat “Whenever you think something bad about your momma, you are going to get hurt, is true.

He bumps that big toe every time he gets in trouble or we fuss and he thinks bad about momma. Good thing he doesn’t do it often.

And now for the big Kahuna, the main man. You know the head honcho. The one who thinks he knows it all. My husband is a funny one in that he thinks he knows better than me. He is one of God’s children that must learn the hard way. And I mean HARD.

About three months ago he purchased an office chair for our desk. It is one of those chairs that lean back. So he and my son, AJ, felt like they could just lounge in it as if it were a lazy boy. I politely let them know that it is not meant for reclining and sleeping in (something the main man always does).

I am big on taking care of what God blessed you with. My husband has not quite gotten there yet. All you need to do is look in the man’s work truck. I can’t stand riding in it because I never know what I might sit on.

Ok back to the story of the chair.

This morning my husband gets up very early, as he does just about every Sabbath morning, to study. Actually he had just said something to me that was not necessary and felt it best to get out of the bed before I fired it up with my mouth. I hear him turn on the computer and all of a sudden…BAM, BOOM, CRASH, CLANG!

I scream “Honey are you ok,” to which he says nothing. Then I say it again. By this time AJ is up and in the living room to check and see what is going on and I am a wreck thinking something really bad occurred.

Well AJ walks into the room to find my husband on his knees on the floor with the back of the chair on one end of the room, papers, the monitor and other chair parts all on the floor. He comes to the room to reassure me that everything is fine, telling me what the issue was.

After giving my husband sometime to get it together and save face, I got up, walked into the room and asked him was he ok. When I came into the living room he had fixed the chair as best he could (thank God he is handy like that), saved the monitor, which now has a tilt, and was sitting straight up.

He said he was fine, I went to bathroom and then back to bed with a huge grin on my face. I did not laugh until after he was gone for a meeting this morning. He just does not listen until it is too late.

I see the humor in it all and the picture that I imagined in my head was hilarious. Just another reminder that when momma speaks folks need to listen.