We awoke, ate the hotel breakfast, and trudged to the van to see the Canadian Children’s Museum across the river in Gatineau, Quebec. The museum has a passport program where the kids go to each country and stamp their passport. Z & A ran from passport station to station, collecting stamps.
They controlled the barge hoist, made tortillas, jumped on the Thai bus, and ran through an authentic looking plastic Egyptian pyramid. After a couple of hours, and with almost full passports, Kris and I took them to the larger Museum of Canadian History (the Children’s Museum is inside the Museum of History).
We learned about the First Nations’ tribes through totem poles, tools, and artwork. Kris tried to get a picture of Parliament Hill from Gatineau, but the single digit weather kept us inside. We took a quick trip through the National Philatelic Exhibit on our way out.
We drove back to the hotel. Kris and Ella rested while I took the big kids swimming. They paid me for each back ride across the pool; one complete head dunk for the five-year-old and one nose and mouth in the water for the four-year-old.
Back in the room, we put on our winter gear to see the ice sculpture progress. The park was packed. The kids didn’t get to play on the ice castle, and Ella yelled for the full 20 minutes we waited in line to see the sculptures.
We returned to the hotel. More Tim Horton’s; soup, sandwiches, and doughnuts. And another early night.