Festival of Jason: The Winterlude Weekend

Our return from Montebello ushered in a very busy couple of weeks at work for Jane. So I spent most of the week simply looking after the kids and having dinner more or less ready when Jane was finally able to drag herself home. The weekend was another matter.

Saturday, to be honest, was a bit of a bust. You see it is Winterlude here in Ottawa, and Jane was mad-keen to get out and slide on the ice. Unfortunately, she told Tom we were going to the Museum (Winterlude is right next door and spills onto the museum grounds), aka his most favorite place in the world. Tom spent the entire time grizzling and asking if we could go to the museum, which he could see, and eventually had a bit of a tanty about the whole thing. Fine, kids on shoulders and to the museum we go. Jane took the shorties to the kids’ area and I took the opportunity to wander through the Afghanistan: Hidden Treasures exhibition (which Jane had previously seen). I rejoined them, and about 15mins later had to return to the car for the nappy bag, of course) and Tom started to complain about being hungry. Right. Kids on shoulders, back to the car and then home with a stinky Lillian, hungry Tom and grumpy Jane.

Snow sculpting at Winterlude, and Tom's grumpy face (you should see the one behind the camera)





































































Sunday was a better day. We organized for a sitter to come and entertain the children while we snuck out. The plan was to go ice skating and get some lunch, but I also ended up driving Jane around in a mad scramble to collect odds and sods (and presents) for my birthday. We still managed lunch and skating at the local park.