A Birthday Story.

...on December ninth, in a hospital far far away, a small boy entered the world for the first time. Deciding he preferred his former warm, snug, cozy, womb, he protested loudly to the world letting everyone know he was unhappy about his eviction. So he cried...

 And he cried:

And he cried:

And he cried some more...

Until Mom and Dad learned to wear ear plugs, because no matter what they tried, he would cry.

Then he discovered food:

And that made him happier...and chubby.

And then he discovered his toes, and that made him even more happy.

But when he learned he could make noise by banging on things? Well, that made him happiest of all.

So Pop mailed him some drum sticks.

And a drum.  Though, when he played IN the drum instead of ON the drum...

(no Joshua, you will never live this one down...)

That didn't make him happy at ALL.

Yup, it's still funny to me, after all these years.

And Mom said, "Look Dad he's not crying!!!"
And Dad said, "WHAT?!?

And Mom shouted over the drums, "I said...HE'S NOT CRYING!"
 Dad said, "HUH? I can't hear you!" Dad pointed to his earplugs and pointed to the drums.

To this very day, Joshua is most happy when he's making LOTS of noise.

Happy Birthday, Joshua

Enjoy your cake!!!