Mother and son sit on couch smiling.   Looking in the living room mirror.

We spent a lot of time catering to very cute little kids.

  Harter family on couch.   Father and son.

Sleeping baby.

Four lights, the second one from the left blinking on and off. 

They gave me the bedroom with a bathroom of its own. The nearest thing to a "voo doo" experience I had was this one with the lights in my bathroom. The second bulb would flicker or not come on at all when I threw the switch by the door. If I touched the bulb (a simple matter of reaching up when shaving) it would stay on after that. For some reason touching the bulb never turned off the light after that.

That bathroom had a huge tub with built in jacuzi and lots of other nice touches. If we hadn't been within walking distance of some very fun things to do I would have spent an hour or two in a very hot bath the way I did a year or two earlier in Branson, MO.