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Friday, November 7, 2008

Corn Maze

For an FHE activity with the whole ward, we went down to Thanksgiving Point. I love going there to see how they celebrate different holidays. For Halloween, they had tons of random boothes set up and different activity. On of the activities was a corn maze that looks like David Archaleto's face...when I should say...looked like David Archaleto's face. After the millions of children and college student stumping the corn stocks down, it didn't really look like anything.
It was my first time, that I remember, going through a corn maze. I thought I was going to get frustrated and hate the whole experience. Going through the corn maze was actually really fun. My whole apartment plus Aaron Lucky and Dane worked through it together. We got stuck for a bit, but eventually found our way back. The most memorable through the corn maze was when Erin was walking really fast and not paying any attention to where she was going and ran into this wood barrier that stop people from going out of the corn maze. She it is really hard and flew backwards on the ground...she got clothes-lined by a piece of wood. It looked so painful, but was so funny because it happened out of no where. But this wasn't the first or the last time Erin ate dirt, she fell countless times throughout the whole corn maze. To her credit, the whole had tons of pot holes, but the pot holes got the best of her.
After finally finishing the corn maze, we couldn't resist the 12x12 foot box filled like a sand box, but with corn kernals. Since it was about 9:oopm, most of the 2-5 year old kids were gone, so we went in. It was tons of fun.

We buried Dane in the corn. It was cute when this 3 or 4 year came over and started helping us.
I pushed Jill over and she pulled me down with her.

Erin would what she would like if she got a breast enhancement...needless to say she didn't decided against it.
People got corn where corn shouldn't go! When Jill got home she emptied her back pockets which contained about 3 cups of corn in them. I am proud to say I didn't have one kernal anywhere in my clothes.
The End!!