By Breia Brissey
Updated July 09, 2010 at 10:15 PM EDT

Happy birthday to you, Tom Hanks! You’re turning a very young 54 today, and I, for one, am grateful.

For “it was like magic” when I first discovered your work. Okay, maybe “magic” is a bit of stretch. But you had me at hello and all those other cheesy things you say about the stars you love. Not in a McDreamy sort of way, but in a you’d-be-the-best-person-to-fall-in-love-with-in-a-movie sort of way. I still want wanted to be Annie Reed in Sleepless in Seattle. And then it was Kathleen Kelly in You’ve Got Mail. I wanted to be your best friend in Big, and go on tour with Mr. White and The Wonders in That Thing You Do! I could keep doing this for days (and trust me, you’ve got enough material that it really would take days), but I’ll spare you. My birthday is next week, so, Tom when you get the chance, I hope you’ll return the birthday wishes.

Do this and I promise you, Tom. I will never cry during a game of baseball.