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Friday, July 13, 2007

Summerfest: All good things come in 3's

As we were planning this year's Summerfest, it didn't take us long to find a theme: All good things come in 3's. Eva turned 30 in December, I turned 33 in May, Quinn was born in the 3rd month, and our family now has 3 members.

To add more cool to the coincidences, we had our Summerfest on the 7th of July of 2007: 07.07.07. Pretty cool...at least for a bunch of 30-somethings.
Let's just say it took us a while to do the shopping for all of our guests. We had almost 40 friends and family over...and I got to grill for all of them. I made my 'almost famous' burgers - from scratch - with almost 20 pounds of meat. Just in case that wasn't enough, we added another 10 or so pounds of sausage.
It started out tame enough around 5pm. We had a nice mix of friends and family that travelled the 4+ hours (or more...due to some pretty bad traffic jams) as well as our local friends.
Kaya and Henrik looking at our lavender shrubs.
Britta, Christian, and his cousin Lars.
The gang from the Ruhrgebeit (the area of Eva's hometown), decided that beer and wine wasn't enough...let the schnapps drinking begin. All in all, we killed over 2 liters of Jägermeister and Sambucca.
Robin, Anna, and Christian: for those Pi Kapps that are reading, this pic reminds me of the thousands of similar looking party pics at the House.
As midnight turned, Babsi celebrated her 30-something birthday...Eva was prepared with a cake (that was really, really good...I hope she makes it again).
We really don't know how Quinn got in this position. He can turn really well onto his stomach, but he can't really get back on his back. Eva and I both missed this one, but it seems that he did the full turn...and somehow avoided banging his head on our hardwood floors.

The family and friends from the Ruhrgebeit meeting for breakfast in our yard. No grilling...just rolls and coffee.
...ok, and Quinn has milk for breakfast...

I really love this baseball hat, but his head is now too big for it. Quinn's fully rested and woke up at 7am. I went to bed after 3am and looked the part the next morning.

All in all, it was a great time. I was a bit worried that the neighbors would complain a bit, but Babsi emparted some great wisdom on me: everyone is allowed to be loud at least twice a year...