A-maze-ing

A couple of weekends ago we took the kids to the corn maze. The guy, when finding out it was our first time, asked if we were out of town. When we replied no, he said "way to go, you finally made it here after seven years". I didn't realize the maze was a requirement of living in our small city. Anyway, it was pretty fun until we passed marker four about four times and had to be "rescued".