I’m pretty sure I’m a better parent in the summer than the winter. Or at least better at being the kind of parent I’d like to be, at any rate. In the warm months of spring and summer, we take walks around the neighborhood, we go swimming, the kids get dirty and muddy and plenty of fresh air.
But I live in Iowa and the winter is cold and long and I’m not nearly as game for getting the kids bundled up and ready for playing in the snow as a less lazy mother might be. So we stay inside and I’ve become awfully liberal with the screen time rules (the boy heartily recommends Minion Rush) and I feel a little guilty about it, but not quite guilty enough to get out from under the cozy covers on couch to, you know, do something about it.
They do seem to make their own fun though: