
Here's Josephine at the play, creating all the chaos she could:

We also went to a department store to see Father Christmas (as they call him here). The kids don't sit in his lap. They just have a little conversation with him. He seemed a little confused that a family including a Pascale, a Josephine, and a Claudine was not French. Josephine wanted absolutely nothing to do with him, and clung to me in a death grip while he was around. This is a little strange for her. Normally, she throws herself at anyone and everyone. Pascale was clearly intimidated as well, but she was very polite.

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