Family travel

Frozen puddle jumping

It’s two years since we had an icy cold winter. I remember it well as it was the year Tin Box Tot was born and I was trying my best not to go arse over bump in the snow.

Last year was just wet, wet, wet. So this week’s cold snap was the first time TBT had seen proper ice.

We came across quite a few frozen puddles during a walk with Tin Box Dog on Warsash Common.

It was just a quick leg stretch on the way out to lunch with the grandparents, but it was enough to set our teeth chattering in the freezing temperatures.
As well as frozen puddles, we found this poetry tree on the common. It’s a lovely idea displaying rhymes written by local school children.

We took TBT’s pushchair with us but, like the dog, she was having too much fun running around to use it. She’s started to get very fussy about her freedom.
Luckily on the odd occasion that her feet went too fast for her body she landed on mud that was frozen solid – a little more painful than usual but a lot less messy!
She even enjoyed smashing rather than splashing in the puddles we came across.

Who knows, she may see her first snow before Tin Box Baby 2’s arrival. I’ll be wearing sturdy shoes between now and then!

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Country Kids from Coombe Mill Family Farm Holidays Cornwall