Yesterday, William had a night out with his mother and stepfather. We took a bit of a break too, grabbing pizzas and the makings of rootbeer floats to take along to Mattie and Levi's. We also took something along for the children:
That game stopped everyone dead in their tracks. The girls started another game with a couple more of the children getting involved. The older boys came in from their chores and the next thing you know, they were in on it as well. Every time the snake struck, they would just about roll with laughter. It was fun to see. The best part was when their father walked into the kitchen. He stopped to see was all the hysteria was about and when the snake struck, he gave a startled jump as well which added to the general hilarity.
So we ate supper, and blabbed away. Northsider, they had never heard of hot beds either, and were quite intrigued with the idea. Many of them have polytunnels to start their garden plants. Levi said thoughtfully, "That would work...manure generates quite a bit of heat." They do not have a poly tunnel of their own, but Maddie has her plants started inside.
It was an very nice visit. We sat in the livingroom in our rocking chairs and talked quietly while the children played with Jake. I only realized our mistake when Tim said, "We need to get home." I looked at the pendulum clock ticking away. "We've got plenty of time," I said. Tim said, "That clock is an hour off."
Come to find out, we had set dinner for five PM, and were right on time. What we didn't realize is that the Amish do not set their clocks back. We arrived at 4 PM their time. "No wonder you looked so surprised!" I said.
Jake the Snake struck once more, and gathered in a circle on the floor, the children rolled around laughing like it was the first time that they'd seen him do that. The adults laughed as the clock struck 6. It was 7 PM, our time and time to go.