Weekend en famille, and we’re all a little tired of each other. Yesterday we went apple picking at Lookout Farm. Didn’t realize they were having some huge festival with bouncy castles and enormous crowds. Whit made it about an hour before completely melting down; we still don’t know exactly what was going on but it was bad. He screamed and screamed and I finally had to take him to the car on the dinky little train (enduring evil looks from fellow train-riders not enjoying the soundtrack) while Gracie and Matt did some more picking. Last night we had dinner at the Biottis house with the Shachoys, which was lovely – seven children running wild. Jon and Leslie are always such marvelous hosts . Today was a nice walk at Fresh Pond including a long visit with Francie Karlen and her three children.