There's not much to do on a car trip if you're small like me.
I don't have any say in where we go.
I don't get to decide what we listen to.
And since mum had to clean out my car seat and extract a thousand sultanas, I don't get to eat as much as I used to either.
But I do get to decide whether I wear shoes or not!
I have been exercising this small degree of self-determination by removing my shoes and socks every time we drive somewhere.
Mum says it's a bit annoying to wrestle my shoes on my feet at home (my Chucks might look cool but they're a bit of a hassle to put on), only to arrive at our destination and find me sans shoes and socks.
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