The Tiny Raconteur

Robert had left a message to say he was in town and would I like to have dinner. Whenever I'd try to call him he acted all shifty and reserved. I really did not know what to make of it. When I arrived at the restaurant who should be waiting but Michele and my two godchildren. I was so shocked I litrally burst into tears.

Little Isaac has a lot to say on every subject. Sometimes it's like hanging around with a wise old gentleman. He wanted me to know that the air hostess called him princess when he boarded the plane. I asked him if he set her straight. Why? I know I am a boy and it seemed to make her so happy. That's what he's like.