Tiny Flirt’s nursery school was open today, and after yesterday’s ASDFriendly invasion of a local playbarn, we decided to pack him off for the day and have some peace and quiet at home. No shopping, no visitors, no cleaning.

But after lunch, Little Nutter came down from his bedroom wearing two coats, a hat stolen from his sister and a pair of frog wellies. “Play snow!” he shouted.

So I added a few essential items to his outfit (like socks and trousers) and grabbed Little Madam, the dog and a sledge on the way out of the front door. The whole of the Vale of York is filled with freezing fog today, and the field by the river in the city centre has about two inches of snow.

I sat the two kids on the sledge and Holly & I pulled them to the field where we spent about an hour sledging down the ings.

Little Nutter was fantastic. He didn’t just take turns, he policed the turns, refusing the ‘double turn’ offered by his big sister when she couldn’t be bothered to pull the sledge back up to the top of the ing. He shouted “One! Two! Three! Wheeee!” every time, and when a train passed and I pointed it out to him, he shouted “No train! Norby train! Bye bye train! Hello snow!”

Finally, when he was absolutely covered in snow that was melting through his many layers of clothes, he happily sat back in the sledge and let Holly and me pull him home.

Then when we got inside he stripped and pissed on our brand new wool rug.