The Sunday morning that I was going to go to church for the first time with our baby seemed like a dream come true. I dressed him in a little green dress and white apron, I thought it was a shame that I had to dress him like a little girl but even worse was the black blanket that had to be used to go to church. After wrapping him in his blanket and then into a "mondli' and a little black bonnet we were ready to go.
The woman all had to take a peek at him as I made my rounds shaking hands with everyone and then went to sit at my usual place. For the first time I got to use one of the little footstools that were kept under the benches for the women to be able to sit, holding their sleeping babies more comfortably during the long services.
Once church was over the bishop announced that all the member were to remain seated for a little while yet. I felt like sighing. It seemed that more often than not, the members had to stay after services to deal with something or the other.
After all the children had gone outside and the doors were closed, he rose and had an update on a previous matter they had been dealing with and then continued. "It has been brought to our attention that there is a family that has a recliner in the home. We as a church feel that recliners are not something that should be allowed and that they would be giving the offenders several weeks time in which to get rid of it.
I nearly choked but sat there pretending to be totally clueless who they were talking about. I was going to miss our recliner and wondered which of the people who had come to see our baby had snitched on us. We had been unaware that there could be anything wrong with a recliner and weren't looking forward to have to part with ours.
That evening LV called his parents who lived out of state and asked them if they would like to have it. That we would keep it for them until the next time they came to visit. We moved it out of our living room and up to one of the spare bedrooms. And then went to my parents shop to order several glider rockers complete with gliding ottomans to use as a replacement.
Somerset County Amish little boys have to wear dresses and bonnets until their second birthday. Why? I have no idea, it's simply the rule.