The weather outside is frightful.

There is a gale blowing outside, it is pouring with rain again, so we (Me and the littlest) decided it would be a good idea to get a large bowl of water and wash all his horsies.  He has a rather large collection, which grew from watching 'Spirit-Stallion of the Cimarron' and has now become somewhat of an obsession.  It is impossible to have a conversation with him without talking about horsies, even if we are discussing what to have for tea, or bedtime, horsies manage to creep in there somewhere, although disturbingly they are starting to be dead horsies we are talking about, but perhaps that is what comes from having two older brothers.
The thing I have discovered is that a two year old should never, under any circumstances, be left alone with that large bowl of water, as they then decide it is time for their bath too.  The kitchen floor is now awash with water, there is a soaking towel attempting, not very successfully to catch it all, all the toys have had a wash, and the washing up liquid and shampoo are depleted.  But for half an hour's entertainment, while the worst the British weather has got to throw at us is battering the windows, I could think of far worse things to be doing, than sitting in our kitchen and watching Leo have a really good time.

 Now I can open the door to the dogs and see if they want a wash too.