Mental trauma in case of a fine.
If your children are sitting in the car at the moment you are fined, they will never forget it, and you “will never make it up.” (And dare just insist that it’s because of their wild cries in the back seat you missed the red light.)
No car trip with a child can be considered fully successful if you did not hear the following sacramental phrases:
1. I want to go to the pot!
2. I’m hungry.
3. Have we arrived yet?
4. And when will we arrive?
5. He climbed on my side.
6. She touches me.
7. I want to tell.
The cost of the beach.
After spending the day with your child on the beach, you need a bulldozer to shovel sand from the back of your car.
The transport theorem.
If there is room for “x” kids in your car, then your offspring will probably want you to take a “x + 1” -th child to the cinema.