Anyway, when we got back home, everybody else had eaten supper already, and our waffles and bacon were waiting on the table. Then I had to wrangle the overtired 3-year-old and do the bedtime routine. I enlisted the help of my 2nd-born to take pictures since it would be dark before I had time. It was already low-light outside, but I think he did a good job.
|East side: close-up|