When I was a child and we visited my grandparents in the summer, we always visited Sauder Village. I have looked forward to the time when my children would be old enough to enjoy the experience. Aliza was the perfect age. Josiah and Anna enjoyed it very much and Isaiah did great considering that we were there all afternoon. We took our time in the morning and packed a picnic lunch to eat on the grounds. Mom was able to join us. Having her there was just fun for me because we could compare what we remembered.
There is a village set up in the time period of late 1800s to early 1900s. You visit each shop and the artisan working there tells you about how they make their craft and what life might have been like for the person working there. Aliza LOVED listening to the history . This is the basket shop. This man has been working in the cooperage for a long time. He was a talker and found out that he knows one of my Mom's uncles. It was fun to tell him that we were bringing the 3rd generation to visit the village.
Anna's spinning shop...
Oh look! We are together and smiling!
Isaiah was the cutest student in the colonial classroom.
Here the children were able to try out a printing press.
A lot had been added to the village including a new train. It's the only thing that we thought was better before. The old train was tiny and went through a tunnel. The new train carries lots of passengers and just isn't as quaint.
Aliza enjoyed learning about what jobs she would have done as an oldest child and as a daughter. Carrying water would have been a hard job! Just lifting the buckets was heavy.
The potter was adding handles to 3 dozen mugs the day we visited. The children were fascinated. Josiah carried Jeremy's camera around and used it. That was fun for him.
Isaiah climbed up on the rock and posed for a picture. I'm not sure how he held up all afternoon without a rest, but he did great.
In the museum, there is a fabric shop and a quilt is always in. Ladies handquilt the quilt as a demonstration of how quilting is done and then the quilts are sold. There is a certain number of stitches per inch (I think 7 or 8) that the quilter must be able to achieve to quilt in the museum. My Grandma quilted in the museum for years.
Ice cream is a requirement.
At the end of the day we visited the newest section of a village. We were the only ones in the 1908 church that was moved to the village from Pettisville--the little town where my Mom grew up. Mom remembers this church. The acoustics were amazing. The tour guide had us sing Silent Night. I could have sang many more songs!
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