I went with Clayton's kindergarten class yesterday to a farm. I think every kindergarten class in town does this trip. They get on a hay wagon and ride to a spot where someone has laid out little pumpkins for the children to "pick." I'm sure the city kids think this is really the country. My kids (I hope) know better.
Anyway, two of the girls in my group and a boy from another group got scared walking through the corn maze so I had to step out with them and wait for the rest of the class to finish. Yep, I didn't get to go through the maze with my son. Too bad the parents of the pansy boy wasn't there so they could wait with him. Oh well. Clayton, being the good kid he is, understood. I whispered in his ear when he came out of the maze to explain. Evidently, the boy that I waited with does this kind of thing often. Clayton's teacher apologized when she found out I had to wait with him.
In some happy news, I heard a really good story on NPR this morning after dropping the kids off. Sometimes I hear the best stories and smile. Here is a link to the story. The part where they played the tape made me smile and gave me chills. I could picture everything. But, this guy in the story made me realize to live life to the fullest and don't settle for mediocrity.