A beautiful Easter Sunday for the Eicher family
It is a little after 5 a.m. and my husband, Joe, and my sons Benjamin, 21, and Joseph, 18, are all gone for another day of work. Her 16-year-old daughter Lovina will be leaving for work in half an hour. Only me and Loretta are left. Daughter Verena still stays with her daughter Susan and children. Son Kevin, 15, and nephew Steven, 13, stayed overnight with Sister Verena. Steven is on spring break this week. These two cousins always seem to be the best friends in the world.
Yesterday I cut out a dress, cape and apron for Loretta and a shirt of the same color for Dustin (her special friend). They will be table servers at a friend’s wedding in a few weeks, which is over an hour from here. Today I want to sew it, but I don’t know how far I will go. Daughters Elizabeth and Susan will be going to town. Daughter Verena will be coming here with TJ, 2, Ryan, 20 months and Allison, 13 months. Abigail, 4, and Jennifer, 3, will accompany their mothers. I want to get a sandbox and sand for the little ones to play with. On Sunday evening, the younger grandchildren found my flower beds to be fun to dig. They thought they could use the earth to play with the sand toys. When my kids were younger, we didn’t have cement near the walkout basement. It was a beautiful sandy soil that my kids had a lot of fun playing in for hours. I used to babysit twins, Joshua and Jacob, who were close to Lovina and Kevin. These four often had fun playing in the sand there. It was on the porch, so they were in the shade on hot summer days.
Daughter Elizabeth said Abigail was playing outside with her dolls one day and then the next morning Elizabeth saw the dolls still outside and brought them over. She told Abigail that she forgot to bring her dolls the night before. Abigail asked her if she had brought back the one who had died. She had buried one of her dolls in the sand pretending she was dead. Seeing two people very close to her being buried six weeks apart is probably what caught her imagination. Dear innocent children, what awaits them for their future? Only god knows.
Easter Sunday was such a beautiful day, with a lovely warm temperature all day. Our whole family came here after church and stayed for supper. We have hidden eggs for the grandchildren. For the adults, I had little gifts on a table, and they were playing bingo until all the gifts were taken. Our menu was barbecue chicken, fried shrimp (which Tim and Elizabeth brought), macaroni and cheese, colored eggs, sliced cheese, homemade bread and butter, blackbird egg nests and ice cream. It was an easy supper, with the men looking after the meat outside. Sister Verena came here on Saturday evening and stayed there until Sunday after supper. As always, we missed son-in-law Mose and sister Susan. Life goes on, and the ways of God are not our ways. All we have are memories.
Daughter Susan and the children returned home for the night with sister Verena. Two very lonely women who need our prayers. I hope everyone had a blessed Easter – a symbol of hope, renewal and new life! Until next week… God bless you!
On April 17th, I will be signing my cookbooks from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. at the Shipshewana Flea Market grounds in the Antique and Miscellaneous building for the Simple and Simple Craft Fair. I hope to see some of you readers there. I hope some of my daughters can come with me.
Blackbird egg nests
1 12-ounce bag of white chocolate chips
1 cup smooth peanut butter
1/2 cup powdered sugar
1 canned 6-ounce potato sticks
robin egg candy
Melt the chocolate chips, then add the peanut butter and powdered sugar and mix well. Stir in the potato sticks. Pour the mixture into a greased muffin pan, making small nests. Place candy eggs in the nests. Refrigerate or freeze until set and remove from the pan.
Lovina’s Amish Kitchen is written by Lovina Eicher, writer, cook, wife and mother of eight. Her latest cookbook, Amish Family Recipes, is available wherever the books are sold. Readers may write to Eicher at PO Box 1689, South Holland, IL 60473 (please include a stamped envelope to your address for a response); or send an email to [email protected] and your message will be forwarded to them for reading. She does not respond to emails personally.