It was back to the farm yesterday, this time with my son’s first grade class – and at least ten other bus-fulls. Oh my…what a day. Suffice it to say, corralling a group of tag playing, kung fu practicing, poisonous weed picking, snakeskin finding six-year-old boys through a corn maze and pumpkin patch is no easy task. Bless all you teachers out there; I honestly don’t know how you do it. I swear I almost lost one on the hayride.
