Friday morning, eating breakfast

Flopsy:  *gasp*  Look, Mummy - the grass is all silver!

Mummy:  Yes, it’s called frost

Flopsy:  Can I go and have a look at it?

Mummy:  Yes - do you want to put your shoes on first - it’s very cold outside.

Flopsy puts her shoes on and goes outside.  After a minute or two the back door opens…

Flopsy:  Mummy, mummy!  It’s not frost, it’s ice - come and look!

I go out and she shows me how she’s run her fingers up a blade of grass to pull the frost off and that it does indeed look very like the ice from the freezer.  I explain how frost and ice are the same thing, but that we use the word frost to describe the ice that comes when the water on outside things freezes overnight.  I go back inside.  Then Flopsy comes in and asks for her coat and jumper as it’s really very cold.  After a minute or two Mopsy goes out to join her.  Flopsy is no longer interested in showing me her discoveries and wants to show Mopsy instead.  What I hear is…

Flopsy:  Mopsy look - if you hold it in your hands it melts

Mopsy:  Oh yeah! 

Flopsy:  Shall we dig for worms?

Mopsy:  Yes

Flopsy:  Actually, it’s too cold - shall we go in?

Mopsy:  Yes