Happy Bithday to ME!

"If we didn’t have birthdays, you wouldn’t be you. If you’d never been born, well then what would you do? If you’d never been born, well then what would you be? You might be a fish! Or a toad in a tree! You might be a doorknob! Or three baked potatoes! You might be a bag full of hard green tomatoes."

"Or worse than all that…Why, you might be a WASN’T! A Wasn’t has no fun at all. No, he doesn’t. A Wasn’t just isn’t. He just isn’t present. But you…You ARE YOU! And, now isn’t that pleasant!" "Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive...

...who is you-er than you! Shout loud, “I am lucky to be what I am! Thank goodness I’m not just a clam or a ham Or a dusty old jar of sour gooseberry jam! I am what I am! That’s a great thing to be! If I say so myself, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!”

    I happen to be very happy that I'm not a fish or a tree or a baked potato. I am glad I'm me because if I weren't alive, I couldn't ride a bike or teach my cute second graders. My dad wouldn't have a girl to whine or brag to him every few days. Lots of people wouldn't have someone to make fun of. No one would get to see my brace face smile. I'm glad I'm me for lots of reasons. And more than that I'm happy that I have so many people in my life that make waking up being me feel like a very good thing.