Choosing toys: mom’s agenda or kid’s choice?

One of the first toys I ever bought for Tristan was a Fisher-Price classic: the Brilliant Basics Rock-a-Stack. He was too little to do much more than even grasp the smallest ring in his fat little fingers and drool on it, but it stayed in the every-day toybox (the one we dumped every day and picked up every night) for years and each boy took his turn learning to carefully stack the coloured rings on the tippy yellow pole. It’s not a complicated toy, but I wasn’t surprised to hear from Fisher-Price’s play expert Dr Kathleen Alfano during our visit to Mexico earlier this month that it’s a world-wide best seller.

Of course, I didn’t buy the toy expecting that it would help Tristan pass his high school trigonometry exams, but I do admit to buying more than a few toys because I hoped or believed they would help the boys reach some developmental milestones. Now that the boys are older, I feel like I have a pretty good grasp of where their strengths and interests lie, but when they were babies I would have been grateful for the new playtime guide that Fisher-Price has started putting on its toys and features on its website.

As Dr Alfano explained to us, by way of this quote from the American Academy of Pediatrics, “Play is essential to development because it contributes to the cognitive, physical, social, and emotional well-being of children and youth.” That’s why the elements of enrichment are grouped into those three developmental domains: physical, cognitive and social/emotional. Dr Alfano used the Rock-a-Stack example of how the even the simplest toy can bridge many of these elements and can provide “a wonderful combination of simplicity and challenge: problem-solving thinking, trial and error, self-correcting, intrinsic learnings, size relationships, sequencing, colors, how many…” That’s a lot of learning packed into one well-drooled-upon little toy!

So I admit, I’ve always got my hidden mom’s agenda when choosing toys. Things that sway me are toys that encourage collaborative or imaginative play, toys that can be used in more than one way or encourage creativity, good quality (they take a beating over the course of three boys, our toys do), and of course, price. Perhaps, then, it’s lucky for the boys that the person actually in charge of most of the toy choosing in our family is Beloved, who is deeply in touch with his inner boy and much more attuned to what the boys want in their dearest secret hearts than I am. You have to give me points for trying, though, right?

Don’t get me wrong, now that the boys are old enough to covet things, there are plenty of toys that I consider junk that they’ll get just because they are kids and sometimes kids do love junk. But I’m trying to at least explain to them as we go why I think it’s junk. Most toys based on video-game or animé TV shows fall into this category and my kids know it.

Care to share your thoughts on buying toys? What sways you when you choose toys for your kids? What resources do you use to help in your decisions – toy buying guides, reviews, recommendations? (I am deeply swayed by recommendations, especially from friends. I would have never picked up the hex bugs that our boys so love if I hadn’t read about them online.) Do you plan ahead for what you want, or wander aimlessly through the toy store until something grabs your attention? (I always feel like a fish out of water when I do this – if I don’t have a plan going in, I’m likely to come out empty-handed and anxious, or I over-buy.)

What are the most important factors that influence what toys you purchase?

Disclosure: I am a Fisher-Price Play Ambassador and I receive special perks as part of my affiliation with this group. The opinions on this blog are ALWAYS my own.

Facebook fan pages redux

If you’ve been reading for a while, you know I haven’t been a huge fan of Facebook. Over the last year or so, I’ve been slowly warming up to it, though, and find myself spending as much if not more time on Facebook than Twitter.

More and more lately, and especially after a conversation on (ironically) Facebook, I’m feeling motivated to finally publish the fan page I created for this blog a few years ago. (I know, welcome to 2009, right?)

The last time I thought seriously about this, I couldn’t think of a reason to have a fan page for the blog because I couldn’t see the value-added; what would be on the fan page that wouldn’t be on the blog? But not that I’m not blogging as obsessively as I once was, I do find things fall between the cracks, or just get posted to my personal FB page, just because it’s a quick and easy way to post a thought or two. There are fun things for Ottawa families that I don’t have time to post, or wee things that don’t seem to merit an entire blog post. There are shareworthy links that I might have posted on Pinterest, had I not quit it several months ago, or other bits of flotsam and jetsam that die in draft format because I can’t get them out quickly enough. I also have a few ideas for some fun giveaways and contests.

I was going to put up a poll asking you whether you’d be interested in “liking” a fan page for Postcards from the Mothership, but then I decided to let the liking speak for itself: if you’re interested in hearing a little bit more, please do!

Postcards from the Mothership

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Consider it a sort of Postcards-lite, with a little extra something on the side. I hope to see you there!

This week in pictures: cows, fat, fairs, flowers, clouds, boats, and nuts (oh my!)

And the theme in this week’s pictures shall be, “Oh look over there! Something colourful!” *snap*

When I took a photo course earlier this summer, I mentioned that I spent most of the time with my 50 mm f1.4 lens on my camera. I adore that lens! The instructor said a simple way to push your creative limits is to change up your perspective by using a different lens for a while, so this week I carried around my beast of a 35-70mm f2.8 lens on my camera instead. The 50mm weights 229 grams (about 8 oz) and the 35-70 mm weighs literally three times that at 660-odd grams. In fact, the lens weighs almost as much as the camera! All that to say, um, I’m not sure what I was trying to say after I googled all the camera and lens specs. Maybe that my left side is now stronger because that’s where I carry my camera? Or that my door frames now have larger divots from when I bump into them with the camera (you’d cringe if you saw how often I did that.) Um, no, it was that I did in fact find it useful to change up my perspective a little bit, despite the sore left arm.

But first, an iPhone picture – this one has no special filters or post-processing. The clouds really did look just like this over a farm out in the rural south as I looped my way out to Stittsville the back way on the weekend.

Crazy dramatic clouds over Manotick today!

I came across this guy playing with his nuts on a stump and loved how he was perfectly silhouetted against the sun on the river behind him – and that he was nice enough to freeze in terror just long enough for me to snap a shot!

Breakfast interuptus

Now that summer is creeping into fall, the morning fog is often thick between Manotick and the airport, where I found this cow noshing on some wildflowers.

Cow wandering through the wildflowers with morning fog

I was driving to work past the Rideau Canoe Club one morning and the colourful kayaks caught my eye from Hogs Back Road, so I pulled in and started poking around with my camera. Oooo, colourful! (Beloved and I want to get a canoe one of these days. Any advice for finding a good one that’s big enough for a family of five but would still be maneuverable by one early riser with a camera?)

Kayaks at sunrise

I walked by this downtown, got about fifteen feet down the sidewalk and went back for the picture. I mean, I know I ate a lot in Mexico last week, but don’t you think this is a little personal?

Ahem. Are you trying to tell me something?

I bought this adorable little bottle and wire basket set for less than $10 at my new favourite antiques and reproductions store, Gendron’s Antiques in Stittsville. OMG, how have I driven past this a hundred times on Carp Rd and never noticed the giant red barn? I also bought a barn star for my porch and made a wish list about as long as my arm. The yellow flowers are from my garden, about the only thing that survived the drought.

Yellow flowers

This is by far my favourite photo of the week. We went to the scaled-down SuperEx at the Rideau Carleton Raceway last weekend, and mid-morning on a Saturday you can see how busy it wasn’t.

SuperEx fun

It cost us $16 for the boys to win a $5 Pokemon stuffie, but getting this photo was worth every penny… and seeing the big boys happily let Lucas keep the stuffie, and Lucas sleeping with the darn thing every night this week, makes it just about perfect.

“But I don’t want a curly-haired teacher!”

We’re at the dinner table (how many of my posts start out like this? I adore our family dinners!) and discussing the kindergarten teachers at the school. Lucas begins junior kindergarten this year – I’m not ready! Between being on the school council and picking the boys up at the school, I know most of the teachers by name and face, but can’t always put the two together.

We’re speculating on which teacher Lucas might have. “Is Ms Whosits the one with the bright blue eyes and the curly hair?” I ask. Tristan and Simon correct me. “No, that’s Ms So-and-so. Ms Whosits has blonde hair.” I’m just matching the names with the faces in my head when I notice that Lucas has tears in his eyes.

“What’s the matter, Lucas?” I ask, completely taken aback by his dismay, and wondering if maybe he’s bitten the inside of his cheek or something.

“I don’t want a curly-haired teacher,” he whispers, fat tears rolling down his cheek. I try to reassure him that his teacher will be wonderful, curly-haired or bald, and he adds in a barely-audible whisper, “I’m shy.”

Oh sweet Lucas, you are indeed shy. Simon is gregarious and open, and Tristan often prefers his own daydreams to the company of others, but Lucas is the one is genuinely and painfully shy. He still prefers not to be left at the play zone in Ikea or the grocery store, and stays close to his beloved caregiver at playgroups, sometimes even sitting in her lap. I had a hard time disengaging myself from him at a recent birthday party in the park, where he told me in the same whisper that he didn’t like dinosaurs or cake, either.

I eventually reassure him, with the help of the big boys, by describing the many wonders of kindergarten. “They have lots of books,” I tell him, and his eyes widen. “And puzzles, and block, too!” I cast about for what I know he loves best. “And you know what else they have?” Lucas’s eyes are now saucers, desperate to be convinced. “They have a craft station!” He’s sold, at least temporarily, on the idea of at least checking it out. Curly-haired teacher or not…

We have one week left in this amazing summer, and I’d booked it off as vacation in the long-ago spring, knowing we had no day care lined up for this week. I’m looking forward to celebrating each day with the boys before they go back to school, all three of them this time.

Where did the time go?

Brothers, June 2008

Postcards from the Mayan Riviera Chapter 4: The many definitions of family-friendly

As I mentioned, Karisma Hotels operates a chain of hotels on the Mayan Riviera, including the three Azul hotels we toured. It was interesting to me how each of the three Azul hotels had completely different energy levels and vibes, right from the moment you walk into the lobby.

Azul Beach Hotel is the smallest of the three, offering a quieter and more mellow environment. I think this would be the best choice for families with wee children (say, ages five and under) and families without children. There were quite a few families with small children when we were there, and it was clear that there was plenty of kid-speed activities just for them. There’s a kids’ club with daily programming at the Azulitos play house:

The Azulitos Play House has equipment and special programs created for children from four to 12 years old. There is a play space designed by Fisher-Price® with all the latest educational toys to enhance early childhood development. Kids sing, listen to stories, and work on talking and sharing skills in playgroups.

Highlights for older children include video games and a full schedule of challenge games and activities. There is mini-yoga, handcrafts, face painting and movie time. Kids love all the beach activities, which include a treasure hunt, sandcastle building and balloon wars.

There’s a small playground on the beach, and three swimming pools, in addition to the suites with swim-up pools. Every day as we hustled from one activity to the next, I looked longingly at the craft station set up on the beach (they were painting ceramic figures) and I thought about how much my boys would have loved that particular activity. I’m pretty sure their heads may have exploded when they saw the dedicated Lego room, and the mini-trampoline, and the swing chairs, and the video game stations. And then, of course, white sand beach with rolling waves.

Azul Beach Hotel-3

And everywhere, there is evidence of Karisma’s partnership with Fisher-Price, from a toy-lending library to Fisher-Price booster seats scattered throughout the restaurant. Each of the restaurants has a kids’ menu, but of course kids are welcome to choose from the regular menu, too.It truly seems that children are welcome here, and just an inconvenience or afterthought.

Here’s the the #FisherPriceMoms Canadian team (well, the half of us that could make the trip) together with Eddie and Sonya Lee. (I must admit, these overly-life-sized Little (not so much) People may have freaked Lucas right out, but many of the kids at the resort seemed fine with them.)

Fisher-Price Canada team in Mexico

Azul Sensatori, the much larger hotel just down the road, has a totally different energy.

Azul Sensatori Hotel features never-before-seen suites that have a heated Jacuzzi for two in the lazy river off the terrace. There are also guaranteed family connecting suites, adults-only and premium sections, and honeymoon suites with wrap-around balconies.

This Gourmet Inclusive®, 438-suite hotel is just 20 minutes from the airport in Cancun. Special experiences foster togetherness for families, couples and groups of friends.

Available baby amenities include strollers, baby bath tubs, changing tables, baby monitors, cribs, play pens or pack n’plays, baby step stool, baby bath robes, bottle warmers & sterilizers. Azul Sensatori caters to kids and teenagers, with the Azulitos Playhouse and Extreme Breeze Teens Club. The exclusive Family & Friends Vacation Planner coordinates family reunions.

And the baby bath robes? Are adorable! Azul Sensatori has plenty of amenities for the littlest travelers, but also features a teen club with activities like DJ mixing lessons (this has Simon written all over it!) and a rock-climbing wall that Tristan would love. Here’s the play area at one of the pools:

Azul Sensatori kids play area

I don’t think I told you about my (ahem) suite at Azul Beach House yet. Third after chasing the sunrise on the beach every morning and the food, my favourite thing about Azul Beach House was the bathroom in my suite. It was easily the size of my kitchen at home (which, I admit, doesn’t say much about the size of my kitchen!) It had a stand-alone jacuzzi tub and a separate shower enclosure with both a shower wand and one of those rainfall shower heads in the ceiling. (And it only took me getting zapped in the ear once by cold water from the shower wand to learn to make sure it’s aimed down before turning on the water!) It was simply too large to capture decently in a single photo, so here’s a panorama of the bathroom:

Bathroom pano - Azul Beach Hotel

You know what I really loved, though? There was one of those iPhone charger clock radios in the bedroom, and it was attached to speakers in the bathroom. I plugged in my iPhone one day to charge it and was playing some music to cover up the sound of the silence (I’m really not used to silence anymore!) and was delighted to hear the music being piped into the bathroom speakers. Again, little touches like that really impressed me.

And speaking of water, my fears about water quality in Mexico were unfounded. My vow to use no ice cubes melted (ahem) in the first day of 45C humidity, and with all the food I ate there was no way I could avoid the fresh fruits and vegetables they tell you to avoid when traveling in Mexico. And I had no problems whatsoever.

This post has been all over the place, hasn’t it? I have at least one, maybe two more posts left in this series, but I want to make sure I can cram in as much of the awesome as possible!

Ottawa family fun this weekend: Manotick’s Picnic in the Park and Soapbox Derby

Phew, I’ve been so busy telling you about family fun on the Mayan Riviera that I almost forgot to tell you about terrific family fun this weekend right here in Manotick!

Sunday August 26 will be Manotick’s annual Picnic in the Park, with a reprise of last year’s very successful soapbox derby. Details from the MVCA website:

Picnic-in the Park, Manotick’s happy celebration of a fine summer is slated to take place in Centennial Park and features fun for the whole family. Hot dogs, hamburgers, soft drinks, popcorn and cotton candy will be available at very reasonable prices beginning at noon until 3 PM. We are hoping that corn-on-the-cob will be available at no charge, donated by Shouldice Farms. Pizza Pizza have generously offered their “bouncy castle” for young children and there will be face painting and balloons. Bring chairs so you can sit in the park and listen to live music.

Please arrive early so that racing can start on at 9:00 sharp! Winners will be announced immediately after completion of all the races. Pre-registration is required. Further details and registration form are available on the MVCA website.

There was a bit of a delay in between when I got my latest update about the picnic and when I managed to get this post up, but as of early in the week there were even a few soap-box derby cars available for those without the means or talent to make one, courtesy of the Manotick Lions, the Legion, the Kiwanis and Watson’s Mill. (I find new reasons to love this community every year!)

Don’t miss the fun this Sunday at Manotick’s Centennial Park. Be there early if you’re interested in the soapbox races, or at from noon till 3 pm for the picnic.

Postcards from the Riviera Maya Chapter 3: The Canadian Connection (Alternate title: In which she ate her body weight in gourmet food, daily)

It was kind of funny how many Canadian connections I came across in my trip to Mexico last week. (Eek, only last week? Seems like a dream from here!) From the New York blogger who was born in Canada to the general manager and head chef at one of the hotels we visited to the chef who just won the Hot & Spicy Food Festival competition at the Harbourfront Centre, there seemed to be lots of Canadian connections.

Before we left, I took a minute to sew a Canadian flag patch on my camera backpack, which I often use as a day bag as well. I wondered if people still do that. It was the thing to do when I was backpacking in Europe in the 1990s. It had the same effect in Mexico that it did in Europe, though — when people noticed the Canadian flag, they often mentioned it to me, from the hotel staff to people hanging out in Puerto Morelos.

I don’t know whether it was my Canadianness that endeared me to the (Canadian) general manager at the Azul Fives hotel where we had lunch one day in the Arezzo restaurant, or whether he’s just an incredibly nice guy. We were having a four course lunch (which is just what you need mid-day when it’s 47C with the humidity and you’ve just spent the morning tramping around Mayan ruins) and it was a spectacular meal. We had a choice between lobster with goat cheese pasta or marinated angus beef pasta as an entrée, and I was wavering between the two. I settled on the beef with some regret, but when the entrées came out, I was given the lobster and goat cheese instead. There was a few minutes of confusion (I didn’t want to take someone else’s entrée but would have been completely happy with either choice) and even as I protested that the goat cheese and lobster would really be quite fine, my beef entrée arrived. Mario, the general manager, who happened to be sitting at our table, said a brief word to one of the servers, and a minute later there was a half-serving of goat cheese and lobster pasta at my elbow as well. “You should try both!” he said with a smile. “Vacations are not for tough choices, they’re for indulging.” (And then they served up a dessert with not one, not two, but three variations of creme brulé. It’s okay, you can hate me.)

I thought this little exchange exemplified the attitude of all the staff at the Azul hotels we visited. From the housekeeping staff to the crews who cleared the seaweed from the beach to the wait staff and chefs to the concierges to the management – to a person, they were welcoming, friendly and seemed to really want to make sure we had the best possible experience. The idea of “gourmet inclusive” (meaning that every detail is attended to with care, from food to service) seems to be ingrained into the daily life of all the hotels. It was actually a bit of a letdown to come home to Ottawa and not be greeted with a friendly “Hola!” by everyone who passed within greeting distance.

And the food! Did I mention the food? Oh my bulging belly, the food! I may have eaten my body weight. Daily.

In addition to the Arezzo’s amazing Italian dishes, we enjoyed meals on the open-to-the-sea-breeze patio of Blue Restaurant, which has a little bit of everything and all of it looks delicious. How can you not love a lunch that looks out on this view?

Having lunch on the beach at Azul Beach House - how crazy is this?!

And if you like dining al fresco, how about a Mayan feast on the beach for dinner? Shoes optional. 🙂

Azul Beach House feast on the beach

How cute are the linen napkins with the Fisher-Price Little People embroidered on them? Again, the attention to detail was so subtle and so impressive.

Azul Beach House feast on the beach - detail

We enjoyed sushi and tempura one evening at the Asian-inspired Tainan, where the sushi floats by on little boats. I was hoping for a little (lot!) of spice in my meals, being in Mexico and all, but it wasn’t until the last evening’s feast (and truly, you can’t call it anything but that) on the Chil terrace that I got my wish, in the most amazing tortilla soup I’ve ever eaten.

But really, if I’m going to talk about the food at the Azul hotels (and clearly I am, at some length, too!) I have to tell you about the 12-course “Molecular” lunch at Azul Sensatori’s award-winning Le Chique restaurant, truly the dining experience of a lifetime. We’d received an itinerary a few days before the trip, and this one had caught my eye. My mother and I joked about a 12-course lunch. Seriously? How could you possibly digest a 12-course lunch? I know there have been a lot of superlatives in this post, and they’re all well-earned because there was not a bite I ate the entire trip that was not head-and-shoulders above what I would usually eat on a vacation, but the food at Le Chique is in a class by itself.

Okay, so a bit of a confession here. I am not an adventurous eater. I am not exactly closed-minded about new tastes and new foods, but I prefer the known to the unknown. At my favourite restaurants, I always order the same thing because that’s what I like. The idea behind molecular gastronomy flies in the face of that. Have you heard of it? Here’s the definition from MolecularRecipes.com:

Molecular gastronomy or molecular cuisine is the science of cooking but it is commonly used to describe a new style of cuisine in which chefs explore new culinary possibilities in the kitchen by embracing sensory and food science, borrowing tools from the science lab and ingredients from the food industry and concocting surprise after surprise for their diners.

What this means is that the menu is the strangest-sounding one you’ll ever read, and the meals are prepared with exotic and extraordinary tools like smoke, syringes, liquid nitrogen and carbon dioxide. You end up with what looks like maraschino cherries but which are actually liquid-filled creations that burst when you bite them. You have bite-sized balls that look not entirely unlike baked hummus balls but actually taste like a plate of the best nachos you’ve ever eaten. It was a truly extraordinary meal and I savoured every bite.

Molecular lunch

And really, how can you not love a culture that serves guacamole and salsa with breakfast? Really, it’s a wonder I got on the plane to come home at all. Actually, what’s a wonder is that they didn’t have to haul me onto the plane using the cargo loader after eating like that for four days!

This week in pictures: Mexico and other beautiful places

We interrupt this series of post filled with pictures from Mexico to bring you — a post filled with pictures from Mexico.

Since I took about 500 pictures this week (literally! Thank goodness we’re not shooting film anymore!), and since everything about the resort was all-inclusive and ridiculously decadent, about my toughest decision every day was which photo was going to make the cut as the photo of the day. It’s a rough life, I tell ya.

The week actually started in Ottawa, although that now seems like a hundred years ago. Is it just me or are we being overrun by Queen Anne’s Lace flowers this year? They’re the dandelions of August, but they’re really quite lovely, especially on the shores of the St Lawrence river.

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Phew, managed to squeeze in one picture of at least one of the kids this week. 😉

Check mate

And then, suddenly, I was in Mexico! This is a little fishing village called Puerto Morales. The lighthouse in the foreground was damaged by a hurricane in 1967 and has been leaning like that ever since. You can see the new(er) lighthouse they built to replace it in the background.

The two lighthouses of Puerto Morales, Mexico. One is leaning due to hurricane damage many years ago.

Each morning I was in the Mayan Riviera, I woke up before the sun was up and stalked the sunrise on the beach with my camera. There was rarely anyone else on the beach, and it was blessedly cooler first thing in the morning (only 40C with the humidex, instead of the 45C and higher it would feel like later in the day. (I loved the weather forecast for the week I was there: daily highs of 32C with 100% humidity, nightly lows of 30C with 100% humidity.) Anyway, of the 500 pictures I took, probably more than half were a variation of the sun rising out of the Caribbean Sea.

Sunrise on the Mayan Riviera

On the last full day we were in Mexico, we went on a tour of the Mayan ruins at Tulum. I’ll write a full blog post about it later, because it was truly one of my favourite parts of the trip. This 3000 year old temple perches on top of a limestone cliff overlooking the crashing waves of the azure Caribbean sea. It is absolutely breathtaking. This photo made the cut as “photo of the day” because I took it with my iPhone and I hadn’t gotten around to uploading any of the Nikon pictures by the end of the day.

Mayan ruins at Tulum in Mexico, overlooking the crashing azure waves of the Caribbean Sea

And then, just like that, four days were past and it was done. I took this one on my last morning on the beach, because I was feeling silly. It totally sums up the week, though!

Bloggers in paradise

Can you believe that after landing in Ottawa at 11 pm on Thursday, I was at my desk for 7 am on Friday? Talk about culture shock! I had eaten so! much! food! during the week that I thought a walk at lunch time might be a good idea. I was actually wondering whether I’d even bother trying to find a new picture for Friday or would just use one of the travel photos when I crossed the Corktown Bridge over the Rideau Canal and thought a shot down the Canal toward downtown would make a nice, quick photo. As I was leaning on the rail, I noticed first one, then a handful, then dozen and dozens of padlocks. I was so curious that I googled it on the spot, and found out locks on bridges is a “thing” now. They’re called Lover’s Locks:

“The tradition wherein lovers fasten a padlock to a bridge or other permanent structure and then dispose of the key, representing an everlasting commitment, is believed to have originated in China. But the practice gained renown in Rome in recent years after Italian novelist Federico Moccia wrote in his 2006 book I Need You about a couple attaching a lock to the third lamp post of Milvian Bridge. The “love locks” have become a common sight on bridges, fences, and poles in cities across Europe, North America and Asia — and now they are here in Ottawa, as well.”

How sweet is that?

Lovers' locks on the Corktown Bridge

There is endless beauty to be captured on white sandy beaches beside azure seas, but there is a different kind of beauty right here at home. 🙂

Postcards from the Riviera Maya Chapter 2: Bloggers in paradise

It’s really funny when you tell people that you’re going on an all-expenses trip to the Riviera Maya because of your blog. They give you the same look people used to give back in 2006 and nobody had ever heard of blogs, but with more incredulity. “They’re giving you the free trip why now?”

I’ve been back for two days, and I’m still suffering from sensory overload. The trip was so incredible, I don’t even know where to start telling you about it. I can’t do it justice in a series of chronological “and then we did this, and then we saw that” set of posts, so please allow me to riff on a couple of themes over the next few days to give you a bit of an idea how amazing it was, and the things I learned, and to try my best to tempt you into rushing to grab your credit card and book yourself on the next flight to Cancun. Because really? You totally should.

So why exactly was I in Mexico in the first place? Karisma manages a series of hotels and resorts including the Azul Beach Hotel, the Azul Sensatori and the Azul Fives, all on the Mayan Riviera, which is on Mexico’s Yucatan peninsula. The Azul resorts have a partnership with Fisher-Price, which means that not only does Fisher-Price provide a huge assortment of toys and activities for the extensive kid programs at the Azul hotels, but provides things like baby gear as well. No need to wrangle your stroller and pack-n-play on this trip – bring the baby and some diapers and you’re good to go! The “gourmet inclusive” plan even includes all-you-can drool baby food, and each restaurant has a selection of Fisher-Price booster seats perfect for little travelers. All that to say, it was through Fisher-Price that this trip happened for me and three other Canadian bloggers from the #FisherPriceMoms team, and a handful of new American Fisher Price Ambassador bloggers too.

Bloggers in paradise

Okay, in the name of disclosure, I should also tell you that I’ve never been on a resort vacation, nor have I ever been on an all-inclusive vacation. Beloved and I are explorers at heart, and the idea of a beach resort vacation never really crossed our radar. After the last four days, I will sing to you with the zeal of the newly converted. If you, like me, have never been on this sort of vacation, you really ought to try it at least once. The whole experience was so much more amazing than I could ever have hoped, and the cost is probably less than what it would cost you for a week in a Florida theme park — and it will be so! much! better! It’s far more accessible than I would have imagined.

The Azul hotels have gone way above and beyond traditional all-inclusive model by introducing the concept of gourmet inclusive. Here’s what that means in Karisma’s words:

[Gourmet Inclusive] is designed to elevate all inclusive vacations to quality levels comparable to traditional luxury hotels. Your Gourmet vacation starts the moment you enter one of our Mexico all inclusive honeymoon or vacation resorts in Cancun. You are greeted with a smile, a refreshing towel and a welcome cocktail. The décor and overall atmosphere of the resorts provide for a relaxed yet upscale environment with lush landscaping, beaches lined with beach beds and multiple pools with swim-up bars. You will be pampered with Gourmet services and amenities such as beach butlers, concierge, turn-down, 24-hour room service, premium beverages and Gourmet cuisine. The latter, which is the foundation for Gourmet Inclusive, has been lauded “Superb,” “Best in class,” “Decadent” and “Outstanding.” To us it simply means creating delicious meals in pleasant environments by our star chefs. Here, you will be indulged with Gourmet hospitality every moment of your stay.

What this means in practice, at least if you are me, is that you will be dazzled at every turn by the attention to detail, the attentiveness of the staff, and the sheer splendor of the surroundings. I have stayed at a few luxury hotels in my time, and this is by far superior to them. It also means that you pay for nothing but tips and excursions and a few extras – but your meals (amazing, gourmet meals!), drinks and entertainment are all included in the price. No extra fees for shows, for the kids programs or for alcoholic beverages, which I understand is the norm in many “inclusive” resorts.

We stayed at the boutique-size Azul Beach Hotel. It’s the smaller of the hotels in the Azul chain, and the one I liked the best of the ones we visited. The 147 rooms are freshly renovated and offer a selection of amenities – swim-up suites, family-size suites, beach front suites, all spread out in a series of villas joined by pleasant pathways that wind around the pools, bars and restaurants as well. This is your view as you enter the reception area and look straight ahead toward the sea:

Azul Beach Hotel reception

See those green cushions on either side? Those are king-sized mattresses on suspended platforms – swing beds! OMG how much do I need one of those for the porch?! This isn’t a swing bed, but one of the beach huts – you can sit in one when the tide is high and dangle your feet in the surf or rest while you drink your morning coffee and watch the sun rise out of the Caribbean Sea. (Which you really ought to do at least once in your life, I’m just sayin’.)

Watching the sun rise

So anyway, the reception. You come into the hotel for the first time and you are greeted warmly with a glass of champagne, which is nice, but then the kids are welcomed as well, with a smoothie or a chocolate shake. While you choose a scent for your room (I was a little unsure of that, but it was really quite subtle) and a soft or firm pillow, the kids are shown a selection of toys and are given a little book to record their memories of the trip.

Azul Beach House welcome

I mentioned the swim-up suites before. How cool is this for an idea? I would have loved that when Lucas was still wee enough to be napping – you can sit on your room’s private balcony and dangle your feet in the pool while the big kids splash and play, and use the (included, of course) baby monitor to keep an ear on the baby inside while he sleeps. Also great if your bigger kids have later bedtimes or want to jump in the pool before you’ve had your first coffee. (sorry this is a little dark, I took it at sunset as I was making my way back to my room. I didn’t have one of these suites but would definitely book one for next time!)

Azul Beach Hotes swim-up rooms

Okay, so this is getting long, and I haven’t even told you about the food. I’m thinking that’s going to have to be another post because ZOMG! the food!!!! Stay tuned! 😉

Postcards from Riviera Maya Chapter 1: Murphy goes to Mexico

Okay, so I know by the time I finish this series of blog posts, you will be amazed and maybe just a little bit jealous of how truly amazing this trip has been. I can’t wait to start telling you all about it, so much so that I am sitting here in my hotel room tapping away on my computer instead of walking on the beach. Again. But when you think about the awesomeness, also think about the dorkiness and misadventure that precedes it, because they kind of go hand in hand.

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The hurricane hitting the resort five days before I was supposed to land didn’t phase me much. I took it as a good luck omen, in fact. I was feeling less positive when I realized at about 3:30 on Sunday afternoon that after a leisurely wander through Manotick to the Mill, the used book sale and then to the Hodge Podge Shoppe for ice cream and candy (see, I have paradise in Manotick as well as the Riviera Maya) I had somehow lost my bank card. With exactly 12 hours to go before the car came to take me to the airport. Did I mention it was Sunday? And that I’d intentionally only bought about $50 worth of pesos, planning to just take out more from the ATM when I arrived in Mexico?

Long story short(er) (ha, too late!) I figured out that the Barrhaven TD Canada Trust was open until 4 pm on Sundays (did you know that? A bank open on Sunday?) and the time that I figured this out was 3:51 pm. The drive from Manotick to Barrhaven is about 10 minutes, give or take. I took – liberties – with the speed limit on Jockvale and still arrived at about 4:02. I flung myself at the glass, and by flung I mean knocked politely while making myself look as harmless and desperate as possible, and tried to get the people inside the bank to stop shaking their heads “no” at me and gesturing for me to go away.

Mexico, baby!

When one kind soul finally was foolish enough to get within hearing range, I shouted my story through the glass at him. He took a long look at me, and then started unlocking the doors, at which point I burst into tears of relief. Doug at the TD Canada Trust in Barrhaven, I have been a Canada Trust customer since I was seven years old and your kindness has ensured that I will be a customer for the rest of my life.

The blue cat

So that was exciting. And then when I finally did get to the airport and checked in, Air Canada had other ideas because my ticket said my name was Daniellemonique and my passport said my first name was Danielle. The travel arrangements had been made before my passport arrived, and I assumed it would have my middle name on it. Air Canada almost didn’t let me fly, but this time I resorted to jocular good humour and engaging smiles to get her to adjust my ticket and let me check in. Since my return ticket was with another airline, she cautioned me that the Mexican authorities would absolutely not do the same favour and told me to make sure it was fixed before I returned.

Sunrise on the Mayan Riviera

So that too was exciting. And then our flight from Ottawa to Toronto was delayed by almost 30 minutes when a passenger became too sick to fly, but his baggage had already been checked. The 60 minute buffer between the Ottawa-Toronto and Toronto-Cancun legs of my journey shrank to less than 30 minutes and the window was so small that the pilot requested all Cancun-bound passengers depart the plane first and RUN to the departure gate.

Blankets and handicrafts for sale in Puerto Morales

So I’ve been to Pearson a few times but in and out of Ottawa International Airport quite a few times, and I figured that since both the Ottawa arrival and Cancun departure were in the same terminal, the gates would be in close proximity. Ha! If you ever need a little exercise in the morning, just run the length of Terminal 1 some time.

Tulum panorama 1

I tell ya, it was a pretty darn exciting start to my vacation, considering I hadn’t even left Ontario yet!

The two lighthouses of Puerto Morales, Mexico. One is leaning due to hurricane damage many years ago.

(Do you like the pictures? All of these were taken with my iPhone, I haven’t even started sorting the ones I took with my Nikon – Amy, brought the big daddy after all! 😉 I’ve just been stuffing random photos into this post to make you jealous. Wow, I have so much to tell you!!!)