My snow blip

Please let me introduce you to Dark Lord Valentine's sidekick: the Evil Snowman. 50% melting snow, 50% mud, 100% evil.

Since I gave birth to him this morning in the back garden (no peridural, no thanks, I am into natural pain), Luca has tidied up his room, Mimi has stopped spitting the food she doesn't like and even Finn has given up projectile puking onto his mother's hair and down her décolletage.

I am seriously considering storing this one in the deep freezer, in less than 8 hours it has become an essential piece of child-control equipment.