My 3-year-old has started yelling at e-bikers. I taught her well

Earlier this year, I met my first archnemesis in my new neighborhood. She and I accompanied our daughters to school at around the same time every morning, but while I pushed my then-2-year-old in a stroller, she put her 6- or 7-year-old on the back of an electric scooter and zipped along the brick sidewalks at 15 miles per hour. More than once, she almost ran us over.

After a particularly close encounter a few blocks from home, I’d had enough. I released my inner native New Yorker, disturbing the genteel Georgetown corner with a stream of profanity. She sped away unbothered and proceeded to park her scooter directly in the middle of our driveway.

For weeks, she kept up this routine: After dropping off her daughter at school, she’d park her scooter in our driveway. If it had been her personal scooter, my husband and I would have tossed it into