Charlotte was violent and angry in her sleep last night.
A "probably" tire and a lot of prayer later, we arrived safely in Aix just in time for chuch. We caravanned with Teal's car. He was behind us in the toll line and got stuck because some guy had gotten out of his car and was arguing with the toll booth worker. Oh France, you are a constant source of intriging people.
Dom went literally from driving the van to preaching the sermon. He definitely got a gift. He reminds me of PT sometimes. Tomato is exaused. Straight to bed after church.
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