My family (plus Andy) went to Denver for my Mortensen grandparents' sixtieth wedding anniversary. Kind of a big deal.
We love going to the Denver Art Museum (or DAM as Niels calls it, because poor little Lars is extremely sensitive and Niels moves him close to tears by often and unnecessarily saying "dam" and similar words.)
Andy and I. Andy is a GEM because he always holds my purses. And it doesn't even threaten his masculinity at all.
The DAM group. (Cousin Dillon, Niels, Mom, Finn, Lars.)
In the contemporary art section, Lars came up to me and whispered very quietly, "I feel uncomfortable." I did a great job of steering him away from all the nudie statues.
Please enlarge this picture to look at Lars. I love his picture poses. So awesome and weird.
Family-ness. We had an anniversary party on Friday and a BBQ in the park on Saturday. It was great to see family (almost every member was there!) but nothing particularly blog-worthy.
One of my bestie cousins, who just returned from his mission. I was punching him because he was telling me I looked extremely white. Which I don't mind, but he was saying it in a negative way.
Uncle Marlo and cousin Tristan; cousins Isaac, Marina, and Caitlin with cutie puppy.
Day trip to Boulder, a cutie mountain city close to Denver.
Lars was freaking out in the candy shop. Yanking my shirt saying, "Natalie! Natalie! Natalie! Remember these hamburger gummies?!" And asking if he could buy EVERYTHING.
Lars' candy of choice? Liquified warheads. Love his cutie sour faces.
Glacier ice cream.