Thank goodness for YouTube. It’s the instant aficionado on, it seems, each and every topic.
Looking to freshen up on the basics of starting a colt under saddle? Check out Clinton Anderson on YouTube.
How to build a treehouse? There’s a tutorial on YouTube.
How to make edible towels? We watched that one today. (They’re crepes sprinkled with matcha powder. BUT filled with cream cheese and whipped cream! Yum!)
Today I made hard-boiled eggs for lunch and the process inspired my kids to beg to color Easter eggs. We don’t have dye, I argued. We can paint them! they argued back. And the thought of painting them transported me back to Horse Camp circa 1992, when the 10-year-old version of me sat at the kitchen table with a sweet lady named Steph and she introduced me to the art form of painting egg shells.
YouTube to the rescue once again today. I searched for “Ukrainian egg painting” and the kids and I watched a 5-minute film from National Geographic about a Romanian woman’s artful process of decorating Easter eggs according to regional tradition. (She does 500 a year!)
Here’s what traditional Ukrainian pysankas look like:
Here’s my kids’ versions:
While the traditional method of decorating Ukrainian eggs involves wax and dye, I wasn’t going to get quite that involved with my kids on a Thursday morning! Instead, I let them use my fine-point Sharpies to complete the project, and tried to impress upon them the idea of the geometric lines… but as you can see… ahem.
Their favorite part was the blowing out of the egg insides. I can remember being amazed by it when I was a kid, too:
Waaa-waaaaa. Two-year-old Muggins crunched his egg, but I have to admit that I personally crunched the egg I was using to demonstrate the egg-blowing process for the kids.
I let Muggins decorate a hard-boiled egg instead:
While the older kids used the Sharpies:
This was a fun and relatively fast project for us this morning. If “hunkering down” remains in effect in Montana and the U.S., there may come a day in the future when I will not be too proud of myself for “wasting” five eggs for this project. But for today we are still surviving very well out here.
Oh, and we used thumbtacks to poke holes in the tops and bottoms of the eggs. Obviously my clean-up job was incomplete, because later today I found Muggins running around the house like this:
Yep, that’s a thumbtack in his nostril.
© Tami Blake