Don't Get Corn-Victed!

Every year since we were freshmen in high school, my friends and I have gone to a corn maze in October.  There is always a fantastic corn maze about an hour outside of my hometown (and we're always sure to take hundreds of pictures from this occasion).

One thing that depressed me extremely about being away from most of my friends this year was that we wouldn't be able to go on our annual trip to the corn maze.  After all, we went every year.
Here are some pictures from the past few years of corn mazes.

2007 (Freshman Year):
Don't get corn-victed!  We look so young here...

This was the original corn maze group: Rebekah, Rebecca, and me.  We got Ring Pops and baby pumpkins if we made up a song and sang it for the workers at the corn maze.  How fun!

2008 (Sophomore Year):
Here is our second corn maze group in this very blurry picture: Brently, Rebekah, Rebecca, Whitney, and me.

I feel like we had already changed appearance-wise so much since our freshman year of high school!


2009 (Junior Year):
Have we grown up at all?  Do we look any older?  I think we have!

Unfortunately, Rebecca couldn't make it this particular year, as you can see.  This year's group was Rebekah, me, Whitney, and Brently.

We got lost a few times this year.

2010 (Senior Year):

This was the first year Ali got to join us at the corn maze because this was after we adopted her!  This year, we had such a large group (Ali, me, Brently, Michelle, Rebekah, Rebecca, and Whitney) that we split up into two teams and raced each other through the corn maze.

We gave our teams names.  My team was "The Gimps" since Ali had a hurt knee and Michelle (to the right) had a hurt ankle... and I'm not a fast runner.

The second team was called "The Jocks" because all three of them are very athletic.

If you compare these pictures to Freshman Year, I would definitely say we've grown up quite a bit physically.  It's so weird to see how much we've changed!

And finally, the Corn Maze Adventure of 2010 led to the infamous Mud Fight that Brently and I eagerly managed to avoid by hiding in the corn for thirty minutes.

Notice the mud in Ali's teeth!

I love traditions... and our adventures through the Corn Maze is something I look forward to every single year.  Sadly, this year, only Rebecca and I live in the same town.

How could we possibly continue our tradition with only two people?
(Part 2 to come on Thursday)