Over the recent holidays, I had the chance to take a long car ride to visit family. Our four kids in the back of the car started out the ride at a low din. With each passing mile, it escalated.First, there was the picking. Then, the “he’s touching me” or “she kicked me.” Followed by the predictable denials. I repeatedly and calmly asked for quiet, but to no avail. The kids continued unabated, ultimately crescendoing to screaming, crying and shouting at truly savage volume.At that point, I …