Race for the Cure

Almost every year that we've lived in Arkansas, we've participated in the Susan G. Komen Ozark Race for the Cure. (Last year we didn't because the babies were only two weeks old...but that was the only year we missed.) We loaded up the twins, and headed out to the Promenade at 8:00am on Saturday. We did the 1K family fun walk.

The kids were troopers. They hung out in the stroller for two hours, while we did the walk and visited the vendors. Race for the Cure is sponsored by so many vendors, and many of them set up tents where they give away tons of free samples of their products. The kids hung out with Daddy outside of the Great American Cookie Co. sharing a sausage biscuit with him, some cereal and juice...while Mommy went around collecting the freebies. We got applesauce, granola bars, snacks, shower gel, baby wipes, coupons, and lots of other stuff.

The only time Emma got flustered was when everyone yelled "I AM THE CURE!" at the beginning of the race. Loud noises freak her out. Alec rode up front in the stroller, and bounced up and down to the music they had playing over the loud speakers. They even did great when the Chick-Fil-A cow came up to greet them. It was a fun morning!

This is an event and a cause that is so near to our hearts. Aaron's mother, Wanda, is a breast cancer survivor. She was diagnosed when we were freshmen in college, and underwent a full round of treatment including surgery and chemotherapy. It was a rough time for her, and of course, the whole family. But I think I can speak for all of us when I say that God was very near to all of us every step of the way, and we give him thanks and glory for her victory! We celebrate her, and the many other women that we know who have been touched by breast cancer. We are so very grateful to have her in our lives! We love you, Mom! We love you, G'ma Wanda!