This year for Halloween, we have a black cat and Harry Potter. They even kinda go together. Another fun fall activity last weekend was a visit to Knollbrook Farm up near Goshen. Beth wasn't feeling good so we left her at home. Anyway they have quite the fall festival setup there, with the pedal tractor and tricycle race course, the pumpkin slingshot launching into the pond, the gutter races, and of course the corn maze...several acres of it. Alex wanted to do the corn maze by himself, but I think he thought it would be simpler than it was...or at least smaller. Missy did not want me out of her sight. But shortly after we entered the maze, Alex took off. I also think he wanted to beat us through the maze, but it overwhelmed him. It overwhelmed me, too. I let him go, but almost immediately I wished I hadn't, and I wondered if I was ever going to see him again (figuratively). Missy and I wandered around for a while, maybe 15 minutes or so, not really getting anywhere, all the while getting more and more uneasy about Alex being lost. We saw no trace of him. And very few other people as well. After that, finally I heard Alex crying and calling Daaaaaaaaaddy! over and over again coming into earshot, and I yelled back to him to stay where he was and just took the shortcut through the corn rows to find him. He was pretty scared, and he stuck like glue to me until we were out of the maze. Once we were all together, though, and not worried about being lost and separated, it wasn't too hard to get around. They enjoyed the rest of the time there. But Alex never wants to do a corn maze again.