You blink at her, surprised she picked up something is wrong. Mum looked down at you with a concerned smile.
“I — um,” you try to start, not really sure what to say.
“You know, you should just say what you want to say. I’m not going to be unhappy because you asked a question.”
You squirm slightly, taking in mum’s reassuring words.
“Would it — would it be okay to be in a nappy for the whole trip?” you nervously ask.
Mum looks at you curiously a moment, before humming thoughtfully.
“Hmm,” she goes. “I think I’ll have to speak to your mama first.”
You pout slightly at not getting an answer, fidgeting slight as you do.
“O-okay.”
Mum smiles widely before pulling you upright and into a hug.
