But that's okay, because we still had fun hanging out with the family we did know. We never get enough time to spend with Madsens. (When are you all coming out here, that's what I want to know!?!) Perhaps I need to send Lance out to Utah to spend some time with his family. With the boys. I would get soooo much done around the house! But that's a genius plan to contemplate for another time. Back to the reunion...
Actually, there's not much to say about the reunion. We prepared food. We talked. We ate. We talked and ate. We forgot to take pictures.
I'm not sure why, but when I'm with the Madsens I always forget to take pictures. That's because I'm usually too busy talking and eating and catching people cheating at cards. (Those Madsens - you gotta keep your eye on them!)
But I did get a few shots:
Poor Uncle Dane. Every time we come to visit he does something to offend Josh and then spends the rest of the visit trying to get back in his good graces. (I have no idea where Josh learned to hold a grudge - must be a Madsen trait...)
Mikail and Dane, who, if they listened to our rock-solid advice, would move out here and become Hoosiers!
Not sure what's going on here, but I'm sure Lance deserved it.
Cutie-pie Josh plays in a box. (Not pictured: Spencer, who was running around like a banshee with all the other cousins.)
Lance and his Mom, Joy. (She was the planner/instigator of the reunion. Thanks, Joy!)
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Just out of curiosity - who are Lance's grandparents? My mom is a Madsen - from Utah - and most Madsens there come from one of only two original families - just wondering if maybe we're from the same family.
Nope, these Madsens come from southern CA. Lance's grandparents aren't members. (His dad converted as a teenager.)
Darn! I was secretly wishing we were related - that way I wouldn't be stalking you anymore - I would just be keeping up with the family!
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