The Team Building Corn Maze

While my husband was working today, my children and I went to a local farm for an event with other visually impaired children.   We arrived to find out the friends my daughter had hoped would be there couldn't make it.   We had the three of us and decided to go it on our own as opposed to wait at the front since other people were arriving and we wanted to get to the corn maze early. 

Because we arrived at opening we were able to get right into the corn maze with no wait.  I was worried it would be a very long maze given what we've done in the past, but was pleasantly surprised when she said it was estimated to be only a half-hour.  

What was also different was how you proceeded through the maze.  Instead of running around and hoping you're going in the right direction, you walked through the path and its brief offshoots until you found a number on a stand.   Then you looked at your page of questions on teambuilding.   The quiz questions gave you directions on which way to go next.   If you got it correct, you made it to the next number, if not, you would spend more time looking for the right way until you returned to an earlier number.  

We were doing well when for some reason my daughter, upon hearing people behind us, decided she wanted to hurry so they didn't catch up to us.  My son just wanted to run ahead so he could find the next number and then pretend like he hadn't, hiding it with his body until we arrived and (pretended to) look confused. 

We made it out in the stated thirty minutes and then had food from a food truck and did some more fun farm things before heading home.  It was a sunny day out, something we haven't done much of in the last two years. 

The Big Boy Update:  My son wanted to control things today.   He wanted to control all the aspects of the corn maze and the kettle corn bag and the location we sat and, just everything.   He must need to feel in control of his life or something around him.   His sister was getting annoyed with him.  Heck, I was getting annoyed with him and he was directing a lot of the control at her.   She doesn't like to be controlled. 

The Tiny Girl Chronicles:  I wanted my daughter to feel how corn leaves could be sharp if you ran through them quickly as well as what an ear of corn on a stalk felt like.   She liked how the corn grew on the stalks, thought how the roots came out of the ground but completely ignored the leaf comment and proceeded to run through as much of the maze as she could reasonably see, which wasn't much.  Fortunately, corn mazes are fairly forgiving and she just popped through the other side of the row.