The farm also has giant tubs of dried corn for kids to dig in. Little kids, of course, think it's amazing, but there were even a few older (think tween/early teens) also hanging out there, sitting, gossiping, and occasionally burying their heads into the corn. Tweens are weird.
Our boy was having a grand time flipping around, and jumping around. Once in a while, he'd protest that corn was getting into his pants. At the end of the day, he had quite a handful down there!
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