There was much excitement this morning. 'Have you looked out of the window mummy? There is SO MUCH FROST!' After a whole 5 minutes of begging to go outside, the 5 minutes dedicated to my first coffee of the morning might I add, we were all upstairs donning thick socks and hunting out gloves.
Cleaning our teeth and making the beds would have to wait, we wanted to beat the wintery morning sunshine to the frost. Out of the house before 9am on a non-school day? Unheard of, until now.
It was -2 degrees when we left the car. I looked down at the pair of Ozzy's spare gloves that I had stretched onto my hands and wondered if I should have been a little better prepared.
Everything looks different when covered in frost, the forest is no exception and I really enjoyed our walk, it excited me about getting back on nature seeking walks in the New Year when the children are back at school.
Kitty and Ozzy excitedly chattered about the perils of walking on icy lakes, just how sharp they think icicles are and predictions of tomorrows weather and plans of our next foray.
And then, inevitably, the sign that I should have been better prepared - Kitty slipped on one of the 'skating puddles', landed on her bottom with a bump so hard it broke the ice and dunked her little bottom and gloved hands into the icy water. Sods Law meant that this happened 45 minutes walk from the car. Oh yes, and Sods Law meant that exactly the same thing happened to Ozzy just 2 minutes later.
Luckily they both thought it was hilarious and spirits stayed high, though I suspect colds will follow. I handed them each one of 'my' gloves which I pilfered from Ozzy earlier and we formed a human hand-holding chain to keep our hands warm. How we all reacted to these slip ups is a testament to the good walk we were having. Note to self though: Pack rucksack with a few spares in future.
It was a lovely morning, there's something awesome about dry, crisp, sunny Winter mornings. And on a plus side home is always a more harmonious place post-walk, with everyone just chilling out and kicking back avec hot chocolate obviously.