Today started exactly the same way it has for the last three years. We woke up and headed to the big Mother's Day 5km run/walk. This has race has become a tradition for our Family though Marty doesn't actually participate in the actual walking/running part. His role is that of Chariot loader upper, mini van driver and finish line cheerleader! This was the first Mother's Day race that Payton was able to participate in (last year she hung out at the Finish Line with Daddy. She was less than 2 months old.) Though she's very steady on her feet and a very capable walker, I didn't actually want her "walking." She is way too unpredictable, refuses to hold my hand and will not under any circumstances walk in the direction of the majority. Nope, Payton was going to have to ride. She is not a big fan of riding in the chariot, so I planned for her to ride in the backpack. This was Ryder's third race (I use the term "race loosely. This is actually promoted as a race of sorts, but it's more of a very HUGE Family friendly stroll,) in the chariot, though his first in the double chariot. I hoped he would walk a good portion of the race this time, but figured the Chariot would be good just in case...I certainly couldn't carry both kids if Ryder ran out of steam, plus we had some friends joining us and this way every kid had options!
My heart is full!! Thank you to my Family for spoiling me and thank you to my own Mom for being an amazing example of what a good, fun Mom should be like! I hope my kids grow up to love me like I love you!!