In October, we went to the corn maze, and it was a lot of fun. We got very lost, and spent WAY more time trying to find our way out than four grown adults would like to admit. We also ate elephant ears and milked fake cows...
38 weeks preggy, walking thru the corn maze in shoes that the mister warned me not to wear...of course, I defiantly decided I would be just fine. They had never given me problems before. 'Course, my feet were never swollen beyond recognition before either.
With grandma and papa.
Just look at that doll!
Check it out. Smiling through the pain of the blistered bleeding mess that my feet had become. Of course, I didn't utter a word of this to the mister. Wouldn't want him thinking he was right.
Milking the wooden cow. She loved it. Maybe she'll be helpful on our future dream farm.
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