Daddy and I have been kicking this ice and breaking it up most nights and it hasn't been this thick before. The other night when we came home from nursery I stayed to play with the ice while Daddy headed indoors. The conversation went a bit like this...
Daddy: "Be careful, I don't want you getting soaked."
Me: "DADDY! I'm soaked."
He'd no sooner left me than I'd stuck a foot through the ice into the water beneath. My shoes had to go in the airing cupboard that night!