Tipton, the end

After embracing the fact that I am ALWAYS with my children, we headed home from Tipton, Iowa. I realized I didn't get any pictures of myself with my great-grandmother, but I would love to go back soon. 

We stopped at a rest stop and played for a short time. 

There was a path that I remembered from my childhood - we followed it. 

The kids acted like they were in the Harry Potter movies... they are so weird...

Then there were lots of steps to climb...

At the top of the tower you could see a long ways... and get a little woozy. We carefully climbed down before mommy had a panic attack...

Then Tristin got tired on the rest of the drive... He likes it dark to sleep...