Fruitless Nesting?

This afternoon, I spent a couple of hours vacuuming out our Honda Pilot and reconfigured car/booster seat positions to accommodate the new baby's car seat.  As it was before, to get the three kids out I'd open two side doors and the trunk door. The plan was to put Jack (alone) in the back and Parker, Bria and baby in the middle, so I'd still have to open all three doors to get all the kids out.  Then I got to thinking that it wasn't very nice to seat Jack in the back all by himself and put three kids in the middle, so that's why I started the rearranging.

To do this, I had to figured out the best way to put all the seats so that I'd have the middle side seat open in order to move the whole seat forward to get two kids out of the back (and not have to open the trunk door and have the kids climbing over seats).  I finally settled on Jack and Bria in the back with Parker and baby in the middle seat.

Parker, Jack, and Bria were all eager to "help" (get in my way) when I started the cleaning and rearranging, but the boys left to go play with a friend before I finished.  When they got back, they went out to check out the seating arrangement.  Jack comes back in whining that he doesn't want to sit by Bria again (even though there's a seat space between them).  So I told him his options were to sit in back all by himself while Parker, Bria and baby are in the middle, or to keep it like it was now.

He wants to sit all by himself.

I wasted my afternoon.  And my energy.

And did I mention it was hot, hot, hot in my garage while I did this?!