The Mom: Hey! Where are you going off to young lady?
The 15 y.o.: The local 5k run is passing RIGHT IN FRONT of our house. I just saw some people go by. I’m going to go cheer them.
The Mom: Aw. So sweet–
The 15 y.o. (bolts out of the house screaming at the top of her lungs): RUN! FORREST! RUN!