This year we have decided to do daily journaling with illustration.  What a blast!  Our theme this year is “All About Me.”  Starting out I thought I would find out who they believe they are.  It is amazing to hear their own perceptions about the life they live.  Ask your own children to write who they think they are and post them in the comment section. Pretty interesting…

Sean, Age 6:  My name is Sean.  I like your hair.  Why are you so pretty?  I am so handsome!  Do you want to be my friend?  I like to buy things and get more money.  I like to buy things with it and it keeps on going.  What else I like is toys and credit cards and things I get in the mail, something for my birthday.  I like  my birthday cake and birthdays.  That is it.  I also like movies and games.  Would you like to be my best friend?  I will be your friend.  I like your hair and everything inside your body.  I like your heart.  That’s it!  Bye!

Seth, age 8:  My name is Seth.  I love my parents.  Their names are Matt and Laura.  I am a Christian.  I go to church Sunday, Sunday night, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday night.  My yard is about one acre.  My house is very nice.  We sold our TV.  My sister is 11 years old and she is in fifth grade.  She loves kittens.  She had a cat that had two litters.  Once again, my name is Seth.  That is my life.  Being a Christian means a lot to me.  Other people are not Christians and they do a lot of bad stuff.  Like take drugs and stuff.  It feels weird to say “drugs”.  It makes me want to say it more and more, but I know I am not supposed to do it.  I do like going to church, seeing my friends.  When I was little I liked going to nursery.  I like to sing songs.  I like to play with my brother.  Sometimes I like to draw or build.

Emily, age 11:  My brownish-red hair flows in the wind.  The sun gazes on my pale, freckled face.  My bright, diamond blue eyes glisten like glittering jewels.  My rude attitude towards boys quickly fades with the experience of any animal.  My spirit is lifted with the neighing of a horse!  Although I am eleven, my maturity in words seems to be speaking from a grownup.  My pleasure is writing poems, songs or stories and tales. Unlike some children my age, I go to church and I witness the Glory of God instead of watching television or telling bad jokes!  Both sides of my parents are Irish.  I’m many things but am definitely Irish, which can be told by name and by my looks – pale and freckled, but fair and beautiful.  I have two tall and skinny brothers, Seth and Sean.  I never get bored with them around.  My parents work fair and hard to make a living.  My brownish-red hair flows in the wind.