Oh, that’s right. It was mine!
Next time? Slap me. 75-degree heat is not the most comfortable environment for tromping around between dried-out husks of corn in a 5-acre maze. It seemed like a lot of fun for the first 10 minutes or so. Until the sweat started running down my back and we found ourselves seemingly going in circles. When we finally found the bridge, I thought for sure we were on the right track. But we ended out coming out right back where we’d started.
I’m honestly not that much of a curmudgeon. It was a beautiful day and the kiddos had loads of fun. And trekking through the maze was excellent exercise. Which may be why I gobbled down two and a half donuts when we made it back to civilization!