My wife and I both work, so we split the cooking duties each night. We love to cook things together. We take turns doing prep, depending on which of us is cooking our "specialty" that night.
Our adopted son and daughter set the table. We pray before we eat. They clear the table after we eat.
Tonight the daughter will be at Awana. The son works teaching younger children at Awana.
They both read above their grade level and get good grades in school. They're polite. The little one sings in church choir.
My grown daughters were raised in the church. One is an RN. The other is a Vet Tech.
They are polite, responsible, pay their bills, have good credit, have money in the bank, nice cars, clean driving records, no issues with substance abuse. They are loving, giving and caring. They were raised in the church, the same way my two adopted kids are being raised now.
What a horrible, horrible thing I have done to them. If only I could see them nightly on the news, doing something important like crapping in the gutter and throwing bricks at cops at OWS or Occupy Oakland. Then I could really be proud of them.