As he’s sitting next to me on the couch, watching me blog the Pope:

"The only thing I didn’t like about Rome was the breakfast he brung us every morning…"

"He" being his daddy, not the Pope. Joseph didn’t much care for the pastries Michael would find in his espresso run. A few weeks ago Joseph said, "I don’t want to go to Rome again ’cause I don’t want to have pizza for dinner every night."

Well, I guess when that’s all you’ll eat….you might get tired of it!