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Mazed and Cornfused.....

Mazed and Cornfused.....HA! That's funny...get it? Yeah? No.....not so much I know. I'm lame, I know.

This weekend we took the kids to the corn maze at Cagle's Dairy in Canton for some good ol' back woods country fun.
It was $10 per person (you can find $2 off coupons here if you sign up. If you don't want to sign up you can get $1 0ff coupons). Besides lots of corn, they had a concession stand (where I bought the bag of caramel crazy kettle corn that I ate so much of I thought I was gonna barf), they had nice clean single stall bathrooms and a places to wash your hands (which you'll need after pickin' up all those cobbs of corn off the ground to chuck at each other). I think I saw a petting zoo across the way, but we didn't make it over there. They had some awesome pillowy jumpy thing that the kids could play on that was included in the price of admission. It was a perfect end to the corn maze....just one more thing to wear their little tookis' out! They also had those little ponies that go round and round and round for the kids to ride at $5 a pop. No, thanks. I think we'll give the ponies a rest. They already act half dead. Poor things.
By far, the best part was the corn maze. It started out a little rocky. About five minutes after we started, the I'm boreds kicked in. So the kids started making their own fun.
First, they started out pretending to eat the corn.........

Then they started hiding from one another. It kinda freaked me out when I couldn't see them though so that didn't last long. Well that and the fact that I kept getting pelted in the head in the head with a kernels of corn and I never knew what direction it was coming from exactly. I caught this little monster in the act.........
I left all the corn throwin' to J and the kids, but I still got stuck in the cross fire. I had all kindsa corn stickin' in my hair. I knew that at any minute a bird was gonna swoop down and peck me in the head lookin' for some dinner.
Apparently, the stingin' pelts of corn weren't good enough so they started hitting one another with corn stalks. Yes, we were THAT family. Luckily it wasn't packed when we went so we rarely even saw anyone else while we were beating each other on our way through.

After losing a fierce battle, I just let the man and kids go at it. I had enough damn whelps!
We had done both of the corn mazes in less than an hour and a half. We all came out of it with dirty hands, whelps and I had corn in my hair. I'd say it was a pretty awesome day! I even managed to get a picture of J and he ISN'T makin' "the face".
I'd really like to do it again next year, but maybe we'll try it at night next time.

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