Some things never change...

67 years ago John celebrated his second birthday with just about the same amount of hair (weight wise).  At 2 he sat on the floor and got frosting all over his fingers and clothes. Today he's 69 and miracle of miracles, he's still able to sit on the floor and gets up pretty much the same way (butt in the air first) except with a good deal more vocal accompaniment. And, today, rather than messing with frosting, he got to mess with the glue/caulk that binds the heater/air-conditioning vent hose to the "unit". The difference is the stuff isn't very tasty.  However, he still managed to get it all over his fingers and clothes.

Birthdays usually end up well.  He counting the minutes until Happy Hour and then dinner compliments of his mother-in-law and sister-in-law.  He's a lucky boy!