Anyhow fast forward 14 years.... C asked if I wanted to go through the Mid-South Corn Maze, I was obviously semi hesitant, but eventually, I said we could go under one condition... we had to go during the day. We arrived at the Corn Maze, bought our tickets and away we went. About 5 minutes into the maze I could hear little kids (yikes!). They were just jabbering and talking with their mom, and few more minutes we caught up to them. I didn't mind the kiddos for approximately 3 more minutes until they began screaming, throwing ears of corn, kicking the dirt and just being unpleasant little beings. That is when "children of corn" began to haunt me in a whole new way. Eventually they when the exact opposite direction of us and the peace was restored!!
Birds eye view of the maze. |
C and I in the maze |
Which way do we go? |
You can kinda see the original color of my shoes and C's shoes were black. |
@ Noble
I have a friend who lost her keys late night in a corn field...they haven't been seen since.
ReplyDeleteyou guys look like you had fun!
HAHA! I cracked up laughing at the story about your brother. That is TOTALLY something mine would do! Pretty, pretty pictures! I'm glad this trip to the corn maze wasn't quite as traumatizing!
ReplyDeleteI would totally get lost in a corn maze.
ReplyDelete