So Tim wants to ride the scooter and being the over protective mom that I am I immediately said no. Terry was a little more sympathetic so I said that he was going to make the trip to the ER, not me. It all turned out well, though. Here he is.
He even knows the nice "west side" sign. I don't know where he gets that from. Anyway, now I can't keep him off of it! He ran out a whole tank of gas yesterday. I hope Terry realizes he created a monster!