They're riding the little 'four wheeler'. Both of them. It's made for kids. Battery powered. Pink and white. And holding a momma in a purple tank top and black yoga pants, as well as a daughter in a pink t-shirt and blue sweat pants. It's too warm for sweat pants. But it helps keep the bugs away I suppose. This four wheeler couldn't be rated for more than 40 pounds. It probably holds a hundred and thirty.
They're off now. At least momma is. 'Hurt my legs', she says as she stands up. The daughter still contentedly sits and tries to figure out how the button works so she can drive herself.
Pardon the interruption. The momma asked me if I was going to live on my phone today. Funny because typically she's the one that's always on her phone... Now they sit in the tiny red chair. Again, made for a kid.. But they both sit in it together comfortably.
A little boy dressed in black with a red stripes runs yet another lap around the block. He is maybe ten years old. A little chubby. His headphones can contain who knows what style of music, but apparently it is motivating.
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