Journaling with kids

This was going to be an amazing idea! My husband was deployed, we had very little cell reception due to our travels across more remote areas of the northern part of the U.S., and I wanted my road trip to be an educational opportunity for my young kids. We were going to journal!

Well, since my kids aren't quite to the writing stage yet (still just 3 and 5), journaling really meant that the kids were going to draw pictures and I would write what these pictures were. Each day, the kids were given specific instructions to draw something that they saw or did that day. How hard can this be? Dad's going to love reading these journals when we send them to him in his care package!

Then, I get this at the end of Day 1:

3yo Journal: Rocks with stripes

5yo Journal: Mommy & me watching the sunrise in Hawaii

Maybe we did actually see rocks with stripes. That could have been a possibility. We were, after all, driving through forested mountains and up into the dry desert of eastern Oregon and Washington. However, I'm pretty sure I didn't have the pleasure of seeing the sunrise in Hawaii...unless my car somehow transformed into a boat or we actually were in Hawaii. Hmmm...maybe next year.

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