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Family weekend in Madison

June 21, 2013

Last weekend felt like a bit of a whirlwind, in the best possible way.

Ben and I flew in from England on Thursday evening, went for ice cream (sorbet for me) with my mom, my brother, and my sister-in-law, and got in the car and drove/rode two and a half hours to my parents’ house with my mom. We got home at nearly midnight, so we got to see my dad briefly before we headed to bed after nearly 24 hours without sleep.

We got up in the morning, unpacked our suitcases, went for a run (and ran into a family friend while we were out), and then packed up for a weekend in Madison with family. We left soon after noon, and we were in the car for five hours, but it was fun to have the time to chat with my parents and my brother and sister-in-law (who were in the car with us for three of the hours), and then we arrived in Madison and got to hang out with my younger brother, my sister, my sister’s boyfriend, my niece, and a friend…and of course also my parents, older brother, and sister-in-law.  We had a wonderful evening hanging out on the Memorial Union terrace on Lake Mendota in Madison, and the sunset was gorgeous.








In the morning, my uncle and his girlfriend, and my cousin and his wife and their baby joined us, followed later by my grandpa, and we all had fun walking around the amazing Madison farmer’s market. The weather forecast had not sounded good, but the rain held off all day, and we had a fantastic day just catching up and chatting (and eating!) at the Memorial Union terrace before my uncle and cousins headed off.




We spent the evening having a picnic at a park on the lake with another beautiful sunset, and left just as the rain started.



After we retreated to the hotel, we got to have some time in the evening hanging out with my sister and my grandpa, and it was fun to see my niece swim in the hotel pool.

Sunday was Father’s Day, and it was such a treat to hang out with my dad, my grandpa, and my siblings on Father’s Day. We had a nice relaxed morning, then some of us went to the zoo, and then seven us piled into my parents’ minivan and drove five hours back up north toward where my parents live.

Recalling who we were hanging out with over the weekend feels a bit like singing the Christmas song about the partridge and pear tree because more family kept arriving and arriving, and so the group kept growing over the course of the weekend. It was so nice to see everyone, and I am so grateful that so many people made the effort (and the drive) to get together while we were back.

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