On reflection it wasn’t that bad.
We woke up very early to a beautiful frosty morning.
We ate breakfast.
We watched the sun rise over the sea from behind the window in our warm bedroom.
We went in the garden, in our pyjamas, to feel the crunch of the frost beneath our feet and the cold of the ice as we touched the grass.
We got dressed.
We drew pictures in the ice on the car whilst waiting for it to melt.
We got to school on time.
So proud of my girl.