Mom and dad took me to a farm. This is something that is traditionally done this time of year, or so mom says.
There are animals on the farm.
Goats are cute, but they nibble your fingers and are stinky.
Donkeys pretend you don't exist, and have long ears.
I really wanted to keep the bunny.
Farms have fields of tall corn plants, and farmers cut down the plants to make what is called a maze. I’m not sure I get it.
We started out with great enthusiasm.
Then we got a little lost.
I mean, very lost. I blame dad.
We eventually found our way back out of the corn, and mom obviously thought the whole thing was great fun. I am not convinced.
Farms are fun.