The dreaded corn maze!

I will not mention the dreaded corn maze, yet.  Who wants to start a story with the bad.  No, I will start with the good.  The part where the pumpkin farm was fun and grand.  The part where kids enjoyed crate mazes.

Where animals were sweet.

Where we smiled.

Where Isaiah and Abbie melted my heart.

Where walking through the cute decorations was fun. 

 And, now that the good is recorded...... The dreaded corn maze!  I wish I had photos, but I don't.  If you haven't noticed the water mark, Sam was in charge of pictures.  I will try my best to paint the picture.  I entered the corn maze(which I usually LOVE) with my mom, Melia, Kellina, Joshua, Caleb, and three of my friends kiddos.  The corn was tall.  Really tall. Like hard to see the top of the barn which was the landmark out.  5 foot 2 and 1/2 has never felt shorter!  We got several feet in and Josh announced he needed to poop.  I asked if he wanted to turn around and he declined.  No big deal I thought.  We would be out in no time. HA!  Away we went, blind to the fact that soon we would be lost.  Soon we would be asking other small children which way to go.  We went up every path.  We went down every dead end.  And then Josh gave up.  Now, he didn't have an accident, but my poor mom did haul him around.  And when we finally did find our way out, (hungry, tired, and done) we learned we couldn't leave because Sam had ventured in with Isaiah and Abbie....... Darn you corn maze!  And on a happy note, tomorrow we are heading south to a 12 acre corn maze of Washington State.  Here's hoping we don't get too lost.