Eliana pushing her stroller

I wish I had gotten a picture of this, but, alas, I did not.  So you will just have to use your imagination and hopefully you can picture this as funny/cute as it actually was.
Yesterday I took Eliana and her teddy bear out for a jog in the stroller.  That was the plan at least.  Once we got outside, she didn't actually want to ride.  Eliana insisted on carrying her bear and walking next to me while I pushed an empty stroller.  While I was a little bummed I was not getting in my planned workout, I did appreciate how enthusiastic Eliana was about exploring the neighborhood.
After a couple of blocks, she decided to put Mary, the bear, in the stroller.  Deciding she was the momma, Eliana then insisted that she push the stroller.  Except this is our giant jogging stroller.  Eliana could not reach the handles, so she started crying about not being able to push the stroller.  What could I do? I can't change the size of the stroller or make her taller.  I tried not to laugh at the silliness of the whole thing and instead put on my mom thinking cap.  So I told her to push the bottom rung of the stroller instead.  It took a little convincing, but finally Eliana believed me that the bottom rung was just as good as the handles mommy uses.  Except this rung hits her at about knee height, so she had to bend in half to push it.  This is where your imagination is important: here goes Eliana down the sidewalk, bent in half pushing a giant stroller towering above her, with her face basically buried in the under seat basket, with a teddy bear sitting where she usually belongs.  She looked like someone trying to push a very heavy boulder uphill.  It is not that the stroller was heavy and she couldn't do it.  It was just her posture was that of a person using all of their might to do a difficult task.  I was cracking up!   I followed behind her as she raced down the sidewalk.  Sometimes she would be pushing so fast her little feet could not keep up and she would stumble, but she quickly got back up to race along again.  Occasionally she would look up and back at me and say "Come!" like a person scolding a wayward puppy.  Oh what a sight we were!
Eventually she tired of this activity and was willing to ride in the stroller with Mary.  So I got my jog in after all, in case you were worried.  Eliana just made sure she got her exercise in too.  Adventures of motherhood.  Never a dull moment!