With Frieda

Frieda's often quite tired when I meet her from pre-school. So we're into quite a gentle routine, coming back to Jack and Marianna's and playing upstairs in F's room until J and M have finished work.  Her families of dinosaurs and other assorted animals are usually the key props.
It was bitterly cold today, so although she mentioned going to the park as we drove past, she didn't push the idea. Tiny flecks of snow did fall for a little while, but then the clouds cleared again. It does feel like the last gasp of winter.