“My Onny,” Sean announced then, holding a picture of two green circles up in his hands. “Sean and my Onny.” “Wow!” Mrs. Kavanagh gushed as she stood up to inspect Sean’s picture. “This one is the best you’ve done.” Sean beamed up at her. “My Onny.” “Yes, love.” Mrs. Kavanagh chuckled, taking the picture from Sean’s sticky fingers and hanging it up on the fridge. “He’s your Johnny.”
