Deighlen: hey, Lydia? Can I ride this scooter?
Me: yeah, whatever. I'm not your mom.
Deighlen, walking away: okay!
Me, running behind him: NOT IN THE STREET!
Scooter
Deighlen: hey, Lydia? Can I ride this scooter?
Me: yeah, whatever. I'm not your mom.
Deighlen, walking away: okay!
Me, running behind him: NOT IN THE STREET!