A picture of the Still-At-Home Donahue Children:
And now some advice from Max, my eight year old son:
"May Almighty God bless you, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. Good night, Princess." With these words, I said good night to Zelie, my youngest daughter, making the sign of the Cross on her forehead.
As she walked to her room, my eight year old son emerged from my room, shaking his head, "Oh no, Dad, you are spoiling your children."
"How is that, son," I asked.
"You are supposed to make them work more, and instead you don't, Dad. That is how come your children are spoiled."
"What should I do to make my children less spoiled, son? How could I start with you to make you and the rest of the children less spoiled? Tell me, Max."
"Oh no, Dad. Don't start with me. Start with Zelie."
Note that the instruction manual for our chainsaw recommends that it be 'For Occasional Use Only.' No need to overdo it, folks.
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