A favorite story in my husband’s family features his grandmother tying one of her young sons to a chair. Not in an abusive way, you understand. She simply wanted a five-minute stretch in which she knew where he was and what he was (and wasn’t) doing.
I’m raising that woman's grandsons. I totally get it. Loading multiple children into car seats can be a real pain. . . but on the other hand, I’m guessing that I’m not the only mom who has occasionally strapped everyone in to drive an unnecessary distance on a non-urgent errand. (I also have a feeling that this phenomenon diminishes as the children increase in age and quantity. But I could be wrong there.)