"We broke the van"- Chloe

I have horrible luck with tires. Seriously. I've had three blown tires, all before Keith and I were married. We were going through Atlanta when I was pregnant with Avery, and a tire, wheel and everything, bounced over the median, and hit our car. Just a few months ago, I had a flat tire because I ran over some construction trash, probably on our street. It was time for new tires, so without planning, we bought all new tires. Well, my lousy luck continued today. Chloe and I were headed to the gym in Nashville, and we ran over a piece of tire on interstate. I didn't have time to get over, so I decided it was better to hit the tire rather then hit another car. Thankfully, no one hit us from behind, and the van is fine other than a bit banged up. It's just one of those frustrating things that you have absolutely no control over. Oh, and the piece of tire was huge. It might as well have been the whole tire.
To top it off, we're traveling this weekend. Now we're traveling in the truck, which is less than roomy. I'm not very excited about having all three kids stuck next to each other, and right behind us, but I'm VERY thankful that we aren't going to be in Keith's white car!!
Did any of you notice that the van now looks somewhat like his old car? The white car had a huge hole in the front on the drivers' side, and that's exactly where the van got hit. Funny, I hadn't really missed having a part of the vehicle flapping as you drive.