that little seat with the steering wheel? I had one of those, and I still remember it from age ... 3? 4? I remember the day I realized that moving the steering

that little seat with the steering wheel? I had one of those, and I still remember it from age ... 3? 4? I remember the day I realized that moving the steering wheel back and forth all the time is not the way you drive a car, as fun and obvious as it is that it should work that way. I noticed my mother was holding the wheel straight so I started imitating her. (looking back now I can see so much of my generalized autism: playing with matchbox cars, I spent most of my time setting them up for parallel parking, and then for diagonal parking between the stripes. I hated when my friends wanted any type of "fantasy" play, i just wanted to be realistic all the time.) I concur that the main point of those car seats was as a booster seat, to get the kid up high enough to see out the window so they could better occupy themselves and not squall, but perhaps my perspective is biased. Also, that woman driving the car in the white heels? looks pretty much exactly like my mother.