With Daddy hard at work hanging shutters we decided to try the corn maze on our own this year. It was cold so we bundled up. We found this place called Kimball farm. Small but rather old school. If I remember right, settled in 1820.
They had a couple of friendly horses near the maze that we feed little bits of grass.
Well, after some procrastination, there was no other choice. Have to go in!
It was very bumpy in the maze and Meg decided pretty early she hated the stroller. Too late, I couldn't carry her and push. So after 10 minutes or her freaking out, we were in a mission to find a way out!! Luckily, we did. Whew!
Next, onto the missive pipe slide. Scary.
Pip climbed to the top, but no way he was going down. Viv went down with me and Meg. Not such a good idea in retrospect. Tears all around.
Recovered.
Maybe we should go up this way.
Also recovered. And still beautiful.
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