Dear little Sims,
Again with the ice cream. I shouldn’t have to explain to you that eating ice cream outside, in your everyday clothes, in a blizzard is a bad idea. “But I look good in blue” isn’t a valid excuse when you’re five seconds from freezing to death.
On a related note, when I tell you to go inside to warm up, use the nearest door. It’s your house, and the back door is 1) only locked for guests and 2) closer to the fireplace. When I told you not to run directly towards a fire, that’s not what I meant.
Your frustrated watcher, who does not have any ambrosia or death flowers on hand at the moment.