At our parish church, large paintings (I'd guess 3' x 3') illustrate the Stations of the Cross. When we arrive early enough, our nine- and four-year olds travel the perimeter together, observing closely. Marianna also teaches/quizzes/coaches Rebecca about what happened at each Station.
Today Rebecca was beaming when they arrived back at our pew. For the first time she had identified all fourteen vignettes correctly!
The girls' habit of Station-viewing is beautiful. The bonding and teaching that goes on as they share the experience is a gift to each other and to me. No sibling relationship is smooth all the time (some almost never, it seems!), making this tradition all the sweeter.