Because it's her birthday, DUH!
Shhhhh. When she wakes up let's all yell SURPRISE!!!! You can wait in my bedroom and yell it from my window. You can even whisper surprise!!!! from my bedroom and she'll still hear you.
After we whisper surprise!!!! from my bedroom window we can go downstairs and whisper Happy Birthday!!!! from my kitchen window.
And then you can help me make her favorite breakfast, German pancakes.
(Let's add Farina. HA!).
Or would that be rude on Fast Sunday?
One thing you should know is there's more to Martha than meets the eye. She not just a girl who pushes other mothers down in order to win the Turkey Trot.
Martha is the best neighbor in the world. She's the glue that keeps the whole neighborhood together. She plans all the neighborhood potlucks and parties (except Labor Day--she assigned that one to me, so now all she has to do is remind me to plan it.)
And not only that, she entertains us too. Her hub is a rock star. He has a band and sometimes she's the lead singer.
Here she is singing La Bamba. (I think she's on the Bamba part in this photo.)
She also makes sure all the kids in the hood know how to play tennis and basketball.
And she makes sure all the adults in the hood get a pair of magic shorts from Kohls.com (or is that just me and my hub, Martha?)
She also makes sure everyone in the hood fills out their kids scout forms and organizes their kids practice/games calendars (or is that just me, Martha?)
And if you get pregnant with twins, she'll get pregnant with twins too just so you don't feel so alone and ginormous.
She makes the best pasta salad, and the best wheat bread and the best caramel pecan cinnamon roll thingies.
And she borrows the best eggs too.
But, ftr, she lends more than she borrows.
Here she is lending my hub and I her umbrellas during the flood.
And here I am sharing her umbrella that she lent me. (See Amanda, I'm not a stupid dummy after all).
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARTHA!