Samwise Gamgee piled his rather large family on to a rather large wagon. It was a beautiful morning in the shire and the picnic Sam had brought was also rather large, even by hobbit standards. Upon the invite of the Thane and the Master and their families, he and his enormous family had decided to go to Buckland, near the old forest for a 'small' reunion.
"Papa!" young Hamfast Gamgee yelled to his rather frayed father. Sam turned to see a rather large bottle of wine teetering over the edge of a basket being loaded onto the wagon. Sam quickly caught it as it fell, it being a precious bottle of his Gaffer's own vintage.
"Thanks Hammie,' he breathed, rubbing his hands through his son's blonde curls. Just getting to the picnic was bad enough, let alone thirteen excited children and a cantankerous wife (who had half the Shire trying to make cakes and pies for the feast) along with him.
Elanor, a flustered young woman, was cradling a very small crying bundle in her arms.
"Pa, Robin won't stop crying."
"Then find a way to make him happy." He sighed, ushering Merry and Pippin (Gamgee) on to the wagon.
"I've tried, Pa, nothing seems to work.' She said, coddling the screaming child.
'Where's your ma?' he said over the kafuffle of children.
'She's gone running after Bilbo and Ruby.'
'That explains the two missing children.' He said after a quick count of heads. Rose appeared from behind a tree, carrying two small figures screaming with delight, her hair wafting around her head in a loose bun. She put the children on the cart, and wordlessly agreed to go. Sam hurried Elenor and the screaming child on the cart, and sat up in the wagon and it lurched away from the Green Dragon.
"I hope Merry and Pippin are having as much trouble as I have had." He wished guiltily.