In the Car
He doesn’t enjoy the process of getting strapped into his carseat, and he really hates hanging out in the car while everyone else gets in and buckles up, but once the car starts moving he manages to calm down about 70 percent of the time.
When The Banana drives and there are two parents in the car, I end up in the middle seat next to Peanut Maximus, and I get to take pictures
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