We ran the Race for the Cure this morning. Mom woke me and Dad up at the crack of dawn and hurried us out the door. It was important for us to do this b/c my great-grandmother, Madeline, was diagnosed with breast cancer in her 30s. She survived for a little while but eventually succumbed to the cancer. My mom never knew her grandmother but is named after her. We ran the race so that there will come a day when there won't be a need for a Race for the Cure.
Me and Mom after the race. Yes, she dressed me in a pink polo. Apparently it was the color of choice!
I think Mommy is so funny!
The best family pic we could get. Oh well!
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