Have you ever watched a kid at a pumpkin patch/maze?
See for yourself...
You'd think they had never seen a straw bale before in their lives.
Or a corn field.
Not like we aren't surrounded by both of these thing on the daily.
It's time to start making everything into mazes around here to get the same reaction.
I'm sure my farmer won't mind.
Friday we drove right down the road to our neighbors maze.
We met up with some friends.
Had loads of fun.
Got eaten alive by mosquitos.
And broke some rules regarding picking corn... but if you'll notice in the above picture... it was worth it.
Beckam rode a bull.
Brody held a fuzzy caterpillar.
Beckam tried to jump from the hay wagon. No big deal.
And three kids got carried down the pyramid. At once. That's what happens when a farmer comes along.
We had such a good time that we decided to drag our farmer and some other friends there the next day.
These two are the absolute cutest.
Right when we almost start to get concerned about their intense connection...
Brody gets left hanging.
We are going to be just fine for a few more years.
Weekends like this solidify my love of the farm.
And great friends.