No one will get frostbite inside the house.

The snow is always so pretty. From inside.

The kids were so excited when they saw the snow. And even more excited to go outside and play in it. On a weeknight, nonetheless! I was gonna be the best mom ever.

I had to let them go outside, every other mom on Facebook was letting their kids play in this beautiful, freezing snow. And documenting it. Clearly, I had to let them play in the snow.

I helped them get all bundled up and I grab my camera. If they’re playing in the cold, I’m getting pictures. You know, to show everyone (including me) that I am a good mom.

Out we go.

“Wait. One picture here!” “Smile!” “If you’d all just smile, I’d be done faster and you could go play!” “Wait, everyone turn this way. Let’s go out further in the yard. where there’s more snow.”

After 5 minutes I give up. And immediately they starting making snow angels, with their faces.

“Wait! Your hands are already getting wet, those gloves aren’t meant to pick up the snow! Don’t get your face in the snow, that’s not covered!”

Can we go back inside now? My shoulders are starting to tense up. Someone will have frostbite soon.

I start to video the joy on their faces and the frostbite on their fingertips. And those red, red cheeks. Is that bad? Their cheeks are so red.

After 30 minutes, I’m freezing and the anxiety is mounting. Their gloves are soaking wet (because, really, those gloves weren’t made for the snow!) and now they’re taking the gloves off. WAIT! “PUT YOUR GLOVES BACK ON!”

“And, your face, why is the snow on your face!?! Don’t eat the snow! Don’t rub the snow on your face! What are you doing? No! It’s time to go back in! How are your hands? Can you feel them?”

The snow is always so pretty. From inside. Where it’s safe and warm. And no one gets frostbite. No one will get frostbite from inside the house.