Dear John, (err, Nikos)

Dear Nikos,

I'm so sorry your Starbucks is closing. You can roll with me to my Starbucks anytime. Thanks for letting me sit in your chair and play with your toys Friday. What? You were already in bed?

Please disregard.

Your friend,

Marco

What the heck is a Kroeck?

It's a family reunion! Forty five of us gathered for the Kroeck Summer Weekend of Fun up at Silver Lake. It was a rager. Blue-eyed kids as far as the eye could see. So happy we could be a part of it all. Marco was happy to be held and bounced and spoiled by just about everyone. And so was I!

At the cabin...
Marco got to meet his cousin Katie for the first time because of the Oregon invasion. He brought her a "cell phone." I have got to know who her provider is, because she was the only one with reception. Here they are together on the bridge that Gr-Grandpa Graf built.
Friday's cocktail hour at the Kroeck cabin...

Napping on Grammy... Uh? Notice the color of their hair.

Saturday at the beach...
Marco loved the Lake! He sat in the icy water smiling, squealing and laughing. I think he's wearing a girl's hat, but it was on sale for $2 and he hasn't gotten Niko's plethora of hand-me-down hats yet. And his boardshorts have a tiger on them (Thanks Auntie M!) so that's quite manly.

Saturday's dinner at the Harrington cabin...

With Gr-Grandma Alice. Please note this is the outfit Marco was wearing when cousin Courtney said he looked like a cute turd. I have it on good authority that she recently donned a monochromatic brown outfit and her husband said, "Who's the turd now?"

Past Marco's bedtime at the campfire...

Check out the Sullivan blog and more cute pics for their account. Cheers Kroecks!

You're so money.

I've been getting many questions about my girl's Vegas trip. But since I'm lazy and it's old news, just bite Heather and Kelli's accounts.

Me = in Vegas.
Jeff = working a beer event with Taki.
Marco = stayed home with Niko and his Grandma.

A great weekend for all!

Someone get that kid a Giants hat!

Marco and Daddy are on the Giants fan site!

I deleted the pic and linked to it instead because I don't want to know what the inside of San Quentin looks like. I hear they're particularly hard on new mother season ticketholders.

I also didn't want to pay one million dollars for Jeff and Marco with this very nice SI graduate whose name I can't remember and his son Patrick. He married one of Tom and Meredith's friends. Nope, you guessed it, can't remember her name either.

The Venga Gus is coming.

And everyone is jumping.

LA to San Francisco.

He rubs his face in Crisco.

I like to eat Nabisco.

da-da-da, da-da-da.

What a fabulous surprise for dinner - it's Gus!

The only thing that could've been better was if he brought his wife and kids with him. Oh and Pumpkin. R.I.P.