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.
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 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.