Worth the petrol

A whole week of an on-off migraine / potty training situation and I needed to break loose.

Master B is coming on in leaps and bounds after what seemed like an eternity of wee wee puddles, trauma and soggy carpet.

So we cut loose and, underpants on (Oooh daring!), we got in the car and drove up to Derbyshire levels for a good look at the snowy hills.

It did the trick and saved my sanity! Love where we live.

(Oh and Master B stayed dry, all day, for the first time ever!!!)