Our children of the corn
A part of the farm experience was a corn maze. The maze was perfect for the little kids, but a bit tight for their parents. We had to keep calling out to Abigail to make sure she stayed with us. One time she ran down a path and around the corner. When I called for her she calmly said, "Hi Daddy." She popped her head out of the wall of corn between the two of us. Evidently the path backtracked to where I was.
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