It was time for our annual trip to the corn maze. Everyone has changed so much since last year's post. Guess what they charge to walk through the corn and get lost? $10 a person, no matter how big or small!
Of course, we had to have the obligatory kids with pumpkin pictures. Victoria calls them "pump pumps".
Francesca kept hopefully asking for "pie".
Victoria looks so tiny. I can't believe she is three. We are ready to dive into the maze.
Hopefully the corn was organic because before I even knew what was happening, Victoria was gnawing on a piece of corn stalk.
As you go through the maze, they give you questions to guide you, like "how many gallons of milk does a cow give every year?" and "What was Mickey Mouse's original name?" Yea, like that was real helpful. We got lost, of course. (by the way, Mickey's first name was Mortimor)
"Pie? I want pie?"
My attempt at photography.
Catherine went off the path. I am not really a fan of the country, since it usually doesn't have a lot of McDonald's nearby. All I could think of was that we were going to get stuck in the maze and it was going to get dark and it would be just like the "Children of the Corn" movie (which I never actually saw, but it sounds creepy!)
At the top of a bridge, overlooking the maze. We were still lost though.
The end is in sight!
Freedom! Check out Francesca, she can actually run now.
Then it was time for the real reason we come every year: the giant bouncy pillow.
Nothing says "farm" like a giant plastic mound of pure joy.
Horses made out of tires, very cool!
No sand here, a corn box. Lots of fun.
We gotta get one of these trikes with a handle.
We were a little worried that Victoria might not be able to participate in all the activities, but she "jumped" right in. She just needed a little help along the way.
A quick rest.
Francesca was really flying. She kind of looks like she's doing karate. Hi-ya!
Check out Victoria, out in the open sky and not afraid to walk around!
Victoria loved the ponies. We didn't ride on them though cause they cost even more than the maze.
I wonder what she is thinking?
Notice anything different about Isabella? Much to her dismay, I cut her hair today. I think she looks fabulous!
She hates it! What do you all think?