Monday, February 18, 2008

A stroll down Halsted

On Saturday, we were going stir crazy, so we bundled up and went for a walk down Halsted.  My sister Marissa is staying with us, and she pushed Ruby while I played the part of paparazzi. 

Alli brought her baby doll in the stroller and two stuffed Chihuahuas in dog purses... one dog was wearing a dress.  She knows how pets stroll in style around here.

alli ruby marissa strollers 

We looked in the shop windows as we walked down the block.  Alli loves the shoes, clothes and purses always displayed appetizingly in the windows at Betsey Johnson, and this time we went into the store to look around.  The women working in the store couldn't get enough of Alli's ensemble.  The bedazzled crown shirt and plaid pants, the faux-fur trimmed boots and Alli's fun accessories entertained the ladies in the store who thought she was a little Betsey Johnson fashionista.

  alli at betsey johnson

Once we pulled out of the store, we continued down the frozen street.   The shoppers passing by chuckled at Alli's entourage of dogs and doll,  her wild get-up, and her four-year-old smart-as-a-whip confidence.

alli walking on halsted

A dog at the salon caught our attention, and the girls watched the Jack Russell terrior wander around the salon as if it were his.  Alli held her dog Skamp up to see.  The real dog's owner brought him out so the girls could see him up close, but he (the dog) was more interested in the light pole nearby.

alli looking at halsted store

That was the fun part of our walk.  Our walk didn't last much longer.  And though it was chilly, both Alli and Ruby had severe meltdowns within minutes.  Both girls kicked off their boots in defiance and/or anger.  Both girls were far beyond reason.  We hustled home, the wailing of tired girls lingering on the cold night air... and the hope of an early bedtime burning in my heart.

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