After Saturday mornings festivities, Saturday night we went to Adventures Acres, which just so happens to be down the road from us. They have the states' largest corn maze. Sounds fun right? I'll tell of that in a minute.
At the conclusion of our evening as the sun was setting, we loaded Solomon in the Ergo on Charles' back and Moses on my back in the Boba and Nation followed behind with glow stick necklace and flashlight in hand. Off we go to the dark corn fields of Ohio...Charles, myself, the kids, my brothers and my mom.
[All I could think of was the corn fields in Signs]
It didn't take long before we complained our way out of the 9 mile tour and opted for the "kiddie" 2 mile version [estimated at 1-3 hours]. We'd taken two steps into the maze and gotten lost already. We wondered around laughing, nearly crying, and growing tired of the exercise. I think Nation said it best when he asked...
"Why are we walking around not doing anything?"
45 minutes later...I cried out to Jesus...and then quickly found our way back.
Attempt a corn maze. Check.
Attempt again in this life time. Negative.