The corn was taller than me and super easy to loose the blondies in. My mom made the trek with us and helped pick, pick, pick!
Tatum and Tucker had so much fun running through the corn. Of course the fields were loaded with bugs so we scratched ourselves red and raw.
Tatum loved the baby corns but all the hair made her nervous!
Picking corn is hard, dirty, sweaty work, Tatum needed a water break.
This may not look like the mountain it really was. Our entire Yukon back was full of corn. We unloaded it in the back yard and shucked and shucked and shucked!