Happy Easter!

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We did the egg hunt this morning so as not to detract from the sabbath and real meaning of Easter, and because we have to be at church by 8:30 for choir practice and stuff like that. The kids had fun. Logan started stuffing his face with candy the second he found an egg. He’s been pinging off the walls and going 100 mph all day!

I thought the Easter Bunny didn’t get that much candy, but it turned out to be plenty. Luckily he stuffed most of the eggs with plastic frogs and bouncy balls, because there could have been more. We’ve got our share of candy until Halloween!

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All dressed up

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This is a favorite spot here in Ohio. It’s Carriage Hill Metropark farm–a living history park set in the 1880s and very close to our house. It is so beautiful and peaceful, so we go often. We watch the lambs and piglets grow, collect chicken feathers, chase the turkey. We walk through the farm house to the warmth of the woodstove and something baking in the oven. Sometimes there will be someone spinning or knitting and I think–“I would love to do that! I could totally do that. I could sit and spin or sew all dressed up in period clothing. I would love that.” So, there I am, all dressed in period clothing! I’m going to be a 19th century homemaker one Saturday a month:)

I just finished a 5 week class to learn the basics of woodstove cooking, 1880s fashion (unfortunately I just don’t have the right hair, but oh well), and most importantly sewing on the foot treadle sewing machine. I am beside myself excited about hand-dying some fabric with period dyes (they will supply me with whatever I want and do research to teach me!) and piecing a quilt on the foot treadle sewing machine. They have merino sheep and wool galore that I can spin! I am way excited and will take good pictures everytime I go so that you all can get a feel of 19th century women’s lives right along with me.

Taking this class has helped me feel really connected to the women who came before me. I spent the evening yesterday reading through family histories my mom had compiled from her dad’s side. I love those women, my grandmas who sacrificed so much for what they believed and worked so hard just to survive. I will bring them with me each time I go and try to learn a little bit about what it was like to live with them.

And I’ll develop a real appreciation for modern underwear and flush toilets!