On the Third Day of Birthday He Got a Little Smackdown

Since I can't think of anything clever to write on this third day of Sweetie's birthday I'll share with you one of Sweetie's very loving birthday greetings. Our small group at church is all about the love. This is from Julie, for those that know her, yes it was after 10pm.

so the johnson's totally forgot you were all in your newly aquired olderness today and did not say how we are thankful to have such elderly wisdom among our little group, nor how ashamed we are for not buying you one of those canes with a bicycle horn and rear view mirror, and we forgot to buy you some depends and centrum silver vitamins too. sorry you would have felt so loved:) well, we love you oldlie but goldie and if you break any hips we will come visit you:)
here's an old joke in honor of your great age, we truly are amazed you've even made it this far! :)
with timeless love,
the johnson's

‘Sixty is the worst age to be,’ said the 60-year-old man. ‘You always
feel like you have to pee and most of the time you stand there and nothing comes out.’
‘Ah, that’s nothin,’ said the 70-year-old. ‘When you’re seventy, you don’t have a bowel movement any more. You take laxatives, eat bran, sit on the toilet all day and nothin’ comes out!’
‘Actually,’ said the 80-year -old, ‘Eighty is the worst age of all.’
‘Do you have trouble peeing, too?’ asked the 60-year old.
‘No, I pee every morning at 6:00. I pee like a racehorse on a flat rock; no problem at all.’
‘So, do you have a problem with your bowel movement?’
‘No, I have one every morning at 6:30.’
Exasperated, the 60-year-old said, ‘You pee every morning at 6:00 and crap every morning at 6:30. So what’s so bad about being 80?’
‘I don’t wake up until 7:00.’

Classic. Julie you are like a bright shining star that makes us all happy.