Memorial Day, just a little late . . .
I just realized I never shared our family outing that we took on Memorial Day. Opps! So here goes . . .
With Paul having a day off work and the kids having a day off school and knowing that we would soon be moving I decided that we needed to see one of Kentucky's claim to fame . . . the site where Abraham Lincoln was born.
We headed to Hodgenville, KY to go honor and learn about one of the few Presidents of the United States that my kids have ever heard of. Even John knew by picture who Abraham Lincoln was. (Those are some good preschool teachers.) We watched a short film in the visitors center and then walked up the 57 steps to the birthplace memorial building.
As you get to the top of the steps you can see a quote engraved over the door which says, "With Malice Toward Non with Charity for All". I found that to be very profound and very descriptive of the kind of man Abraham Lincoln was.
Inside the birth place memorial building is a log cabin symbolic of the one where Abraham Lincoln was born. What surprised me was the feeling of reverence that could be felt once inside the building where the cabin was. Abraham Lincoln was a truly great man.
We left the birthplace historic site and drove across the road to a picnic area to eat lunch only to find that we were sweating like crazy and getting eaten by mosquitoes. So we finished our lunch in the van on the way to Lincoln's Boyhood Home Historic Site.
John is sitting in front of the area that was farmed by Lincoln's family. The look on John's face is how we all felt because of the heat/humidity. As we explored the site a little we found a path that the kids did not want to go down until I ventured down it a few yards and told them it went to a creek. It was the same creek that Abraham Lincoln almost drowned in when he was a child. (I think there must have been more water running down it back then.)
We spent the rest of the afternoon splashing in the creek. John threw rocks, of course, while the girls collected rocks and walked up and down the creek.
While we were letting our feet dry off before we put our shoes and socks back on, the girls found a large number of butterflies sitting in the shade of some bushes on the shore. They made it a goal to see if they could get a butterfly to land on their finger. I don't know that they were ever successful but they sure had a great time tyring and being up close to so many beautiful butterflies.
Our time playing in the creek was everyones favorite part of our little adventure!
With Paul having a day off work and the kids having a day off school and knowing that we would soon be moving I decided that we needed to see one of Kentucky's claim to fame . . . the site where Abraham Lincoln was born.
We headed to Hodgenville, KY to go honor and learn about one of the few Presidents of the United States that my kids have ever heard of. Even John knew by picture who Abraham Lincoln was. (Those are some good preschool teachers.) We watched a short film in the visitors center and then walked up the 57 steps to the birthplace memorial building.
As you get to the top of the steps you can see a quote engraved over the door which says, "With Malice Toward Non with Charity for All". I found that to be very profound and very descriptive of the kind of man Abraham Lincoln was.
Inside the birth place memorial building is a log cabin symbolic of the one where Abraham Lincoln was born. What surprised me was the feeling of reverence that could be felt once inside the building where the cabin was. Abraham Lincoln was a truly great man.
We left the birthplace historic site and drove across the road to a picnic area to eat lunch only to find that we were sweating like crazy and getting eaten by mosquitoes. So we finished our lunch in the van on the way to Lincoln's Boyhood Home Historic Site.
John is sitting in front of the area that was farmed by Lincoln's family. The look on John's face is how we all felt because of the heat/humidity. As we explored the site a little we found a path that the kids did not want to go down until I ventured down it a few yards and told them it went to a creek. It was the same creek that Abraham Lincoln almost drowned in when he was a child. (I think there must have been more water running down it back then.)
We spent the rest of the afternoon splashing in the creek. John threw rocks, of course, while the girls collected rocks and walked up and down the creek.
While we were letting our feet dry off before we put our shoes and socks back on, the girls found a large number of butterflies sitting in the shade of some bushes on the shore. They made it a goal to see if they could get a butterfly to land on their finger. I don't know that they were ever successful but they sure had a great time tyring and being up close to so many beautiful butterflies.
Our time playing in the creek was everyones favorite part of our little adventure!
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