Toward what I hoped was the end of a long walk (meaning it took soooo long to go around the block), I was trying to get Sylvia to head back to the house more quickly, and she was trying to stall in any way possible. Finally, she sat still on her tricycle and said, "Mommy, it's ok if we sit here for a few minutes and look at the beautiful trees?"
Okay, Sylvia. You win. I give up.