Summer House in Winter

Me, mum, grandpa and grandma got ourselves into the car and drove south today, to visit the summer house. Yay!! I love the summer house. But it was just a brief visit, to check everything was OK. I wasn't allowed everywhere because of mousetraps, but I had a good running session in the garden and climbed a tree. Sort of. We also had fika, and grandma had brought me a meatball.

This is what I am wondering. Why don't we live here during winter? The glorious forest walkies we could go on, not having to worry about snakes or ticks! And I'd have the whole garden to play and run around in. Mum?