Saturday we started out the day at the Brooklyn Flea Market, where Jackson roamed around, Jon waited in vain for the empanada stand to open, and I got some delicious pickled green beans. Then we went to the playground, then lunch at Root Hill with Ruth and John. Home for nap, back to the playground, home for dinner, trains, bath and bed. It was a good day. And it was about 75 out. Summer!