To: the boys playing outside

I realize our street is a giant sheet of ice at the moment and it may be fun to slide down it. However, I have watched many a car come flying around the corner turning onto our street and can assure you that they can't/won't see your tiny bodies lying on your little sleds in the middle of the road in time. Please, for my poor heart that's having an attack every time I see you slide by, go play in your yard.