Celebrating the Eggiest holiday of them all with Kinder Surprise

It has been a long, late winter, hasn’t it? Relentless cold, snow still piled high – at least that’s what it’s been like in my end of Canada. Have faith, though, my bloggy friends, because spring is coming and Easter is a scant two and a half weeks away. And what says Easter treats better than a Kinder Surprise egg?

Image: Where do Kinder eggs from from? Eggplants, of course

To celebrate spring, Kinder Canada has a new app and contest running on their Facebook page through March 31. Tap to unwrap the egg and you will either be an instant prize winner (two instant-win prizes of a $50 Kinder Easter basket available each day) or see a message encouraging you to try again. Every time you tap to unwrap, you’ll be entered into a grand prize draw for a $3,000 gift card. The app is quite cute – Lucas was sitting beside me the first time I tried it and he thought it was pretty cool. And I like that although it’s a Facebook app, you don’t have to jump through the usual hoops to allow a ridiculous amount of permissions on your account.

Also on the app, you’ll find craft and activity ideas that you may find helpful to keep kids engaged during March Break or until the weather finally warms up enough to break out the bicycles and sidewalk chalk.

You know where I’ve really found Kinder Surprise Eggs to come in handy this year? In the loot bags for the boys’ birthday parties. I’ve always been vaguely resentful of the entire concept of loot bags – you invite a kid to a party, give him a fun experience and some food, and then a parting gift for showing up. I get that it’s supposed to be a token to say thank you for coming, but at some parties the boys have attended they’ve come home with loot bags worth more than the gift they brought. So I don’t want to spend a lot, I don’t want to seem ungrateful and abandon the idea of loot bags entirely, but I don’t want to send the kids home with dollar store crap that I would probably throw away anyway. Solution? Kinder Surprise eggs for everyone! I’ve yet to meet a kid who didn’t like them, and we pair them with a small but meaningful token – in the case of Lucas’ party, it was a pack of pencil crayons and the t-shirt the kids had created during the party.

Of course, it’s also handy to have Kinder Eggs in the house when you’re looking for a snack and just can’t put your finger on what will satisfy the craving. 😉



DISCLOSURE: I’m a #KinderMom who is part of the KINDER® Canada influencer team. As part of my affiliation with KINDER® Canada, I am provided with special perks and products. I take responsibility for all opinions, puns and snack recommendations in this post.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo and MC Escher at the National Gallery

When I heard that there would be an MC Escher exhibit at the National Gallery during March Break, I knew I wanted to bring the boys. Two love art and one loves math – how could we go wrong with an exhibit about a “Mathemagician”? We added an extra kid for good measure – in for a penny, in for a pound, right? And then when I thought about all those wonderful corridors and leading lines everywhere inside the National Gallery, I knew it would be an excellent place to have some fun with my new fisheye lens.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

We didn’t even make it all the way to the Gallery and I was finding new ways to look at familiar things (which is really the most fun part of a new lens, IMHO.)

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

I have always loved the work of Dutch artist MC Escher, and I knew the kids would be intrigued by some of his more surrealistic later work. They were actually really engaged with the whole exhibit, though. They were intrigued by the difference between the pencil sketches and the woodcuts, and loved some of the pattern progression pieces where negative space actually becomes the dominant subject.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

Turned out that the most difficult part of the afternoon was not getting the kids engaged in the art, but in helping the littlest overcome his compulsion to trace over all the lines with his fingertips. “No touching, sweetheart, remember? (pause) No touching, please. (pause) Seriously Luke, no touching!”

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

(And yes, in case you were wondering, you ARE allowed to take photos in some of the exhibitions. Not all of them – you need to watch for the signs where some pieces are forbidden, and of course no flash. But I was delighted by the fact that we were allowed to take pictures pretty much everywhere we went. And so I did! And once I had the fisheye lens on the camera, I just decided to roll with it for the whole afternoon, odd distortion and weird framing be damned. Because art!)

Visiting the gallery while wrangling four kids is a little distracting, but I did manage to see my longtime favourite MC Escher sketch called Relativity. I tore this out of a communications textbook when I was in university and it was pinned to my work cubicle wall for years.

So the Escher exhibit took us a while longer than I would have expected since the kids were so engaged, and we were just talking about which other galleries might be interesting when we came upon the Artissimo program in progress in the main foyer. I’d read about the Artissimo programs on the National Gallery’s website, but frankly, they didn’t do the program justice. It is AMAZING!

Three of the kids decided to go on a scavenger hunt where they selected a costume, dressed in it, and then had to find the piece of art containing their character. The fourth child chose a mystery feely box scavenger hunt: you are given a box with holes on the sides for your hands, but you can’t look in. You guess by feeling the objects what they are, and then try to guess which work of art they relate to.

Here they are with their costumes and their paintings – and no, Tristan is not wearing that expression because I made him wear the dress. HE chose the dress, and the serious face is supposed to be miming the painting.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

One of the kids was a slightly more sophisticated art connoisseur while the others were a little more goal oriented, so I had three scrambling through the galleries looking to solve the puzzle and one laggard saying, “But, wait, can we look at this painting? Hang on, look at this. Okay, after this can we go back and look at that painting?” It wasn’t the most leisurely browse of the Gallery, but the kids sure were engaged with the art.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

And then I had a bit more fun with the fisheye lens.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

There may or may not have been a visit to another downtown Ottawa icon, just to round out a perfect day out.

Ottawa Family Fun: Artissimo at the National Gallery

So if you’re looking for a wonderful day out with the kids, don’t overlook the National Gallery. Admission is an unexpectedly affordable $24 for a family, or $12 for adults, $6 for youth, and kids under 12 free! MC Escher: the Mathemagician runs through May 3.

Photo(s) of the day: A lesson on Manotick School of Music’s grand piano

Simon had the opportunity to take his weekly music lesson on the grand piano at the Manotick School of Music yesterday, and I thought it would be fun to get a photo or two. I’d just picked up a second-hand fish-eye lens and thought it would be a fun place to take it for a test drive. A fish-eye lens has an extremely short focal length, which gives it a very distinctive distortion, making things at the centre seem to bow inwards, especially if you are particularly close to them.

Like this:

Lessons on a grand piano

The effect is more pronounced the closer you are to your subject, so Simon doesn’t look particularly distorted but the piano seems to warp around him:

Lessons on a grand piano

Lessons on a grand piano

I pulled the fish-eye off to capture this quick portrait of Manotick School of Music director Lisa. She was showing us that you have to water high end pianos in a manner not dissimilar to how you water your natural Christmas trees. All the years I’ve had music in my life and I had no idea – then again, I haven’t spent a lot of time around grand pianos, either. And by the way, she is an incredibly nice lady!

Lessons on a grand piano

And then I took a few more fun shots, just to explore the artsy possibilities of the fish-eye.

Lessons on a grand piano

Lessons on a grand piano

I think it’s going to be a fun new toy to play with. Can’t wait to see what it does to a PEI beach landscape! And Simon loved the chance to play such a beautiful instrument.

Disclosure: Manotick School of Music is one of my wonderful bloggy sponsors, but I’d have shared these and effused at Lisa’s sweet nature regardless. If you’re interested in lessons on the grand piano in Lisa’s studio, see her Musical Thought site or the Manotick School of Music site for additional information.

Eight ideas for awesome Ottawa March break family fun!

It’s March break and you’re kicking yourself for not booking that beach vacation, right? Me too, but let’s make up for it by having an awesome week filled with family fun right here at home in Ottawa. Here’s eight of my favourite March Break staycation ideas!

1. The Log Farm sugar shack

All you can eat pancakes, eggs and sausage, and then an old fashioned maple experience? Heck yes! We look forward to visiting this cabane a sucre in Barrhaven every year. Check out the Lone Star Ranch Facebook page for times and details.

411:1000 From tree to taffy!

2. Bake rainbow cupcakes

My kids love this one! Help spring to hurry winter on its way with these ridiculously easy and kid-friendly cupcakes.

Cupcakes 5

3. Visit the Diefenbunker

The most quirky museum experience in Ottawa, and one of our favourites – the Diefenbunker in Carp.

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4. Take a tour of the Parliament Building and the Peace Tower

When is the last time you visited Ottawa’s most iconic site? Have you brought your kids up the Peace Tower? It really is a memorable experience!

Peace Tower tour

5. Little Ray’s Reptile Zoo

We have had birthday parties where Little Ray’s Reptile Zoo has brought critters to our house, and they’re a regular attraction at our school’s events. Even so, we still go at least once a year to the zoo out on the south end of Bank Street, and every time we do, we see something new. Little Ray’s is definitely one of our Ottawa family favourites!

Little Ray's Reptile Zoo

6. Downhill ski as a family

I used to think of skiing as a family activity for people who were more athletic, and honestly, more wealthy than us. Turns out skiing is both more economically feasible than I imagined, especially thanks to the SnowPass for Grade 4 and 5 students, and more viable for even clumsy old first-timers like me. We’ve enjoyed a few trips to Calabogie, but we’ll be trying Mount Pakenham next time.

First day on skis :)

7. Big balls and little balls

The last time we visited Merivale Bowling just after Christmas, they had both blacklight glowy things going on and bumpers in the gutters to help the littlest bowlers out a bit. Or if you like your balls a little smaller, how about an indoor putt-putt?

Slow-sync flash 1

8. Feed the chickadees on the Jack Pine Trail

Feel like getting some fresh air after a long, cold February? Stop at the Bulk Barn for bird seed on your way to enjoy the fresh air (and with any luck, sunshine!) on the Jack Pine Trail off Moodie Drive. When we were there last week, we saw everything from woodpeckers to porcupines, and the kids could spend hours feeding the chickadees.

Brothers on a winter walk

What will YOU be doing on your Ottawa March break staycation?

Photo of the day: Snowman – finally!

It’s been such an odd winter in Ottawa, hasn’t it? Not a lot of snow before Christmas, and then temperatures so ridiculously cold that nobody wanted to go outside to play, and the snow was too powdery to make a snowman even if you were to brave the cold.

Until today!

snowman - finally!

Lucas was so excited he didn’t even want to come inside after school – he went straight into the yard to make his own snowman. This is the first one he ever built entirely on his own. And I can’t tell you how happy I was to be out taking his photo without even a coat on – just my boots, and only a little bit cold, not “oh no my skin has frozen solid” cold.

Looks like spring may come this year after all!

A love letter to Tristan, Age 13

Wait, what? I have a TEENAGER in the house? How could my sweet baby Tristan possibly be 13 today?

Tristan after

Tristan, it has been a great year for you. So many big changes, so many big moments, and so delightful to watch you grow from a little boy to a man-child.

Family fun at Baxter Beach conservation area

And when I say you’re growing up, I really mean UP. I’m still a meagre inch or so taller than you but not for long, and your feet are already well bigger than mine and almost bigger than your dad’s. You like being as big as the high school kids, though you don’t seem to use your size for nefarious purposes. Yet.

Hockey day in Canada-9

Your spring was filled with adventure as you discovered first that you love to ski and then that you had a talent for running and competed on the school track team for the first time. Who would have ever pegged a child of mine for an athlete? “He runs like the wind!” your proud vice-principal confided to me, an undertone of amazement in his voice.

My track star

And then you left grade school behind and graduated from Grade Six! We couldn’t have been more proud to see you earn the Creative Arts award, and even if we didn’t quite understand your teachers’ inside joke about you and not wearing your shoes, your class certainly found it funny.

Grade 6 grad

This year you moved to middle school – a big transition for all of us, but one you seem to have taken in stride. You’re doing well in all subjects, but you seem to be enjoying math and English in particular. Mr Peters assures me with enthusiasm, “Tristan is a math guy!” and Mr Ireland mentioned how much he enjoys your quick wit and that he’s never seen such a dry sense of humour in a Grade 7 before. That’s my boy!

Red riding hood bubble boy on the way home from school

You absolutely have a quirky sense of humour and you take great pride in not following the crowd. You covet weird things like boots up to your hips and a sword and shield and an ocarina, which you got for Christmas. You seem to like the Legend of Zelda and Minecraft in equal measure, but you are also always up for family game night. I loved introducing you to Dungeons and Dragons this year! And you love to express yourself in art, either with a pencil or a set of fabric markers on a t-shirt or with PicCollage.

You are becoming very particular in your preferences. You prefer wooded trails over city sidewalks, cheese pizza over pepperoni, individualism over conformity and comedy over drama. You don’t understand why there are “rules” like boys don’t wear skirts to school. You like to question authority but are not particularly compelled to rebel against it, and you have a strong sense of justice and what is ‘right.’ You’re an irrepressible daydreamer and a bit of a scatterbrain, but you’re also easy going, kind and thoughtful. You are developing a delightful appreciation of beautiful sunrises and picturesque scenes.

Cumberland Heritage Museum

You have a lovely gentle touch with animals, and they seem drawn to you. Willie, with whom you share a birthday (happy birthday Willie!) sleeps on your bed most nights, and Bella likes to sleep on you when we watch TV. You loved having Sir Charles the Hedgehog and his Ratty friends visiting us during the March Break last year as much as I did, and you often ask about adding another cat to our menagerie.

A boy and his hedgie

Your friends seem to be the same gang as always: Sophie, Theo, Carter, Owen, Ethan and Oreo, and you’ve added a few new ones this year at your new school. The gang will be here today to help you celebrate your birthday, with Monty Python and board games and Super Smash Bros and pizza. Or, as you called it, “just an ordinary day in Tristan’s life.”

Pups in a pile

In a year filled with awesome moments and milestones, I think my favourite time with you would still be our evening walks with Bella. Your legs are almost longer than mine and I have to work hard to keep up with you, but we have an easy peace between us on those walks that I enjoy more than I could explain. I love chatting with you about your day, telling you stories from my own school days, and exchanging opinions and insights. You’re a clever, quirky and sublimely funny guy, and I’m glad you’re my friend as well as my son.

A visit to Rideau Hall-9

Happy birthday to my sweet, silly, smart and funny Tristan! I hope this year, your first as a teenager, is full of adventure and discovery and laughter. We love you!

Our newest sponsor: Manotick School of Music

It is with great bloggy enthusiasm that I welcome our newest sponsor, the Manotick School of Music.

We’ve had the boys enrolled in lessons at the Manotick School of Music for quite a few years now and I’ve always been pleased with the school and especially the wonderful teachers. Tristan took a couple of years of guitar lessons (one of my favourite blog posts from that era is Five reasons why guitar lessons are better than hockey!) but his interest – and practicing – waned after a couple of years and he’s on a musical hiatus right now. Simon took a year of piano, took a year off, and asked specifically if he could start up lessons again this year.

It’s an exciting time for the Manotick School of Music. As of a few months ago, the school is under new management. The owner and director of Manotick’s Musical Thought Studios is taking the school in new directions, and they are offering lessons in piano, guitar, voice, drums, violin, woodwinds and brass. They also offer piano parties, workshops, ensemble quartets and recitals, among other things, and they’re developing a youth musicianship program in the coming months. You can even take lessons on the gorgeous grand piano in the director’s home studio – how awesome is that?

Oh, and in case you missed it, here are my five reasons guitar lessons are better than hockey:

1. We do not risk growing out of this guitar in mid-season.

2. Guitar lessons do not take place at 6 am on a Saturday, or in damp, dank 12C arenas.

3. There is little to no risk of a concussion in guitar lessons.

4. Other parents do not yell angrily at your child during guitar lessons. (Although the jury is still admittedly out on whether we will yell angrily at our own children in the act of encouraging the practicing of said guitar lessons.)

5. Chicks dig guitar players.

Of course, the same could be said about piano lessons! In fact, I was just reading (yet another) article about the benefits of music lessons. In this case, they found that music lessons early in life protect the brain’s speech and auditory functions as you age, and goes on to say that “children who engage in music lessons boost their attention span, memory, and even IQ.”

It’s a dream of mine to one day have a piano in the house. In the interim, I’ll enjoy Simon thumping out Ode to Joy on our electric keyboard. It never fails to make me smile. He’s having fun AND growing his brain. What’s not to love about that?

If you’re interested in music lessons with Musical Thought / Manotick School of Music, you can see the current teacher availability on the Musical Thought website or contact the director at 613-692-2824.

Disclosure: the Manotick School of Music and I exchanged services for the purposes of this sponsorship. However, I would have fully endorsed the school and its lessons despite our advertising agreement and we have been a client of the school since 2011.

Photos of the day: Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail and a Spring Thaw portrait deal

Did you see?? The sun came out AND it was above minus 20 today. It was practically summer!! We celebrated with a walk on one of our favourite Ottawa trails, and were delighted by the number of animals who came out to say hello: pileated woodpeckers, nuthatches and chickadees, a merlin, a few playful red squirrels and then, to our delight, a big fat porcupine came sauntering up the trail beside us.

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

(I did not zoom in for this – in fact, I had to back up to get him in the frame as the porcupine sauntered past us!)

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

Winter walk on the Jack Pine Trail

It was a gorgeous afternoon out, made even more delicious by the recent spate of miserable cold.

If you’re interested, I’d love to do a few sessions of winter portraits out there before the snow melts and the trails get muddy. For any weekend in March, I’ll offer a spring thaw discount if you’d like to do a “feed the chickadees” family portrait hike at the Jack Pine Trail – $150 for the session fee, and you only buy whatever prints or files you want. Prices are listed on my photo site.

I’ll even bring the bird seed!

10-pages-in book review: Sweetland

Waaaaay back in the day, I used to write what I called “10-pages-in” book reviews. The idea behind the 10-pages-in review is that early in a book there’s often a tipping point where you decide whether a book is worth the effort. At 10 or 20 pages in, you can still comfortably walk away and not feel like you’ve invested too much to quit. Or, you know you’re so hooked that you start canceling playdates and dental appointments just to make more time to read.

I’m more than 10 pages in to Michael Crummey’s Sweetland, but by the time I’d hit the 10th page I was in love. It’s one of those books where you keep checking to see how much is left so you don’t gorge yourself and read it too quickly – you want to slow down and savour it, but you also want to gobble it up in one big feast.

The Goodreads synopsis for Sweetland sums it up well:

For twelve generations, when the fish were plentiful and when they all-but disappeared, the inhabitants of this remote island in Newfoundland have lived and died together. Now, in the second decade of the 21st century, they are facing resettlement, and each has been offered a generous compensation package to leave. But the money is offered with a proviso: everyone has to go; the government won’t be responsible for one crazy coot who chooses to stay alone on an island.

That coot is Moses Sweetland. Motivated in part by a sense of history and belonging, haunted by memories of the short and lonely time he spent away from his home as a younger man, and concerned that his somewhat eccentric great-nephew will wilt on the mainland, Moses refuses to leave. But in the face of determined, sometimes violent, opposition from his family and his friends, Sweetland is eventually swayed to sign on to the government’s plan. Then a tragic accident prompts him to fake his own death and stay on the deserted island. As he manages a desperately diminishing food supply, and battles against the ravages of weather, Sweetland finds himself in the company of the vibrant ghosts of the former islanders, whose porch lights still seem to turn on at night.

I am utterly enchanted by this book. I love the way the dialogue perfectly captures the rural Newfoundland idioms without reducing them to caricature. I love the gentle quirkiness of the characters. I love the way past and present are layered so they bleed through each other. I love the protagonist and his obstinate ways. I want to crawl inside this book and live there.

It’s more than a little ironic that given the book is about relocating people off the tiny rural island, a huge part of my heart yearns to move to just such a place. Between reading Anne’s House of Dreams to the boys and this book, I’ve practically packed our bags and moved us to Canada’s easternmost coastline. I’m not sure why PEI and Newfoundland suddenly call to me so strongly, but they do, and these wonderful books with their roots deep in a sense of place are only throwing gasoline on the fires of my imagination.

I’m already dreading the ‘tragic accident’ that’s mentioned in the synopsis, but even more I’m dreading the end of this book. I don’t want it to be done, and have already lined up Michael Crummey’s previous novel, Galore, as my next book.

Have you ever read a book that made you want to crawl inside and live there? What books have captured your imagination like this? To be reading two at the same time is rather dizzying. It also means I’m spending a rather alarming amount of time casually perusing real estate listings on PEI…