we had just arrived back in belgium from scotland, and amelia wanted to walk all the way home in the rain, holding her umbrella, and towing her wheelie bag . . .
she had passersby in fits.
every time she met someone who had an umbrella also, she would stop and have a serious and formal monosyllabic discussion with them about her boots (she can jump in puddles while she is wearing them apparently - the method we used to bribe her to even try a pair on), and also her umbrella and wheelie bag.
the 5 minute walk took us 35 minutes in all . . . and we were drenched, because she had our umbrella, and we couldn't fit in the stroller or under its plastic cover.