J.B. Shay

Happy Birthday, Joseph!

Yesterday, September 7th at 1:57pm you officially turned 11 years old.

What the heck??

How did that happen?

Well, no sense me trying to figure out where time has gone, I'm just so happy to say I've known and loved you for 11 years. Your dad and I couldn't be more proud of the "man" you are becoming.  True dat.  Oh, and you're beast at sports.

word.

 So your sweet and brave momma brought you McDonald's for lunch.  In the cafeteria.  At school.

My leastest favoritest place on the whole planet.  Gosh.  It's AWFUL in there.  Loud and smelly.

Anyway, I know you enjoyed it so it was worth it all.  It is always great to chill wit ur homeys.

 Here da r:  Ethan (new kid. don't know much about him yet.) DeAnte a/k/a Peanut Butter, Tanner, JB, Caleb and Ernest formally known as Matthew.  Yeah, da kool like dat.

 You got mail!  Birthday cards, loaded!  I informed Joseph that he had received exactly the amount that he needed to buy his own own iPod.  He's been asking us for one for-EVER.  Of course, we pretended we didn't hear you redirected you to another topic.  You barely let up.  On and on.  Finally, he stopped begging, which is usually when we wait to make sure we can deliver the goods, pulling it off as if it were our idea in the first place.  (We are so very clever.  You will never outwit us, Joseph B. Shay.)

Actually, we are quite sure Joseph is now old enough and responsible enough to handle one of your very own.  So much thanks out there to the family members who made it all happen!  You know who you are.

After a celebratory dinner with the fam (noodles, butter and "sprinkle cheese"),. Shawn took him out to buy OUR present to him.  Can you guess??  It's round and it bounces.

 Beast.