Snow and ice

Before we go to Sterre, we go for a short walk. There is ice on the ground, not everywhere, just on the cold spots. It is a pity, because my slide is now a mess, and my mama finds climbing in the slippery castle a bit scary, although I do it anyway, of course. We finally settle on crunching the ice under our boots. It makes a funny noise.

You see me here with my new coat. Saturday, when we went to watch Sinterklaas, I got sooo cold, I cried the whole way home (perhaps I was tired too). But now I have a new large coat - too large? I don't particularly like the coat, because I cannot move really well with it. But warm it is!

It was good we bought it, because while we were at Sterre's party, real snow started to fall and the view from the window was very pretty. When we got home in the dark, our garden was white too.

But in the morning it was all gone again....