Monthly Archives: July 2016

Mount Rushmore is somewhere I’ve always wanted to see, but other than the Badlands (which we just saw from the interstate, and I’m sure would be fun to explore more), there isn’t a whole lot else to do in the area. So when we started mapping our trip itinerary, it worked out great as a stop to break up our drive further west. After two days in the car, we were ready to stretch our legs.

DSC_0057 (2)The girls and I had watched a few documentaries about why the presidents were chosen and how the mountain was carved. My sister also lived in North Dakota for a while and sent them a Mount Rushmore puzzle from her visit, so they were familiar with it. So the whole trip they were asking when we would get to see ‘the presidents.’

Although I thought we would be able to get a little closer to the actual carvings, Mount Rushmore did not disappoint. There was something special about staring into the faces that sculpted our nation, and world, really, as we know it today.

Times were harder back then. Thomas Jefferson and his wife had six children, and only two of them survived to adulthood. This was one of those times I hope the kiddos look back on and remember something about being grateful for their heritage.

We also had the park nearly to ourselves in the morning – that made it all the more special.

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our great american roadtrip {travel}

We’ve been traveling.

3,400 miles over ten days with three children, ages five and under, and a camper, to be exact. We’re home, and we survived! Well, except for the mean stowaway kitten we left in the parking lot of the Corn Palace in South Dakota.

Two new tires, a few tense moments, ear plugs meant for sleeping that came in handy for parents in the car. Swearing we were going to be ‘old fashioned’ and not use GPS, until we needed GPS. Getting rained on by Old Faithful, hiking with no one else in sight, learning about a way of life almost forgotten, driving through a forest fire, taking two hours to get down a 20-mile ‘Four wheel drive required’ gravel rock stretch of road path.

We already miss the mountains. We’re still overwhelmed with the beauty and grandeur … and vastness … of the West. And really, the beauty of coming back home, too – especially at 6 a.m. after two straight 15-hour road days.

More details to come on:
Mount Rushmore
Cody, Wy.
Yellowstone National Park
Grand Teton National Park
Stops along the way
Traveling/camping with kids

In the meantime, here are some of my favorite memories.