Annabelle will turn 8 years old next month. She has been asking me CONSTANTLY to let her sit in the front seat. We've lived in a few different states, and I keep getting confused about the seat belt/front seat/air bag rules, so I mostly just say "Not yet", and send her to the back seat with the boys.
Besides, if I let her sit in the front seat, where would my Starbucks sit?
Do you remember fighting with siblings over who got to ride in the front seat? My brother and I were vicious about it. We fought like animals about most everything, but the front seat was the most coveted spot. I don't know how my Mom made it through our childhood with her sanity intact. She may be a saint.
My Dad would just command, "STOP." and we stopped. I'm perfecting my angry eye and deep voice, but my kids still don't take me seriously.