A glut of birthdays

My mom turns 51 today. I spent this whole year thinking she was already 51, but then I did the math today and realized that I'd just aged her prematurely. She's raising five of us kids, and if I do say so myself, we're all turning out to be pretty kick-ass.
Sometimes when we go to lunch, she saves some of her food to give the chickens. Which is insane.
Also insane? She takes her wheelbarrow down the driveway to shovel dead leaves to use as mulch on her garden. The first time she did it with me, she told me, "This is what I call PSYCHO GARDENING."
She was a really cute baby.

Happy birthday mom!