Malachi

Corbin has been feeling a little bit under the weather. Since he doesn't seem all-out sick, the end result is that he follows me around all day. Including to the bathroom. I'm constantly answering his question, "What you doing, Mommy?" After the second or third time he followed me to the bathroom and me telling him I had to pee, he says, "You already pee, Mommy." I replied, "Yes, but Malachi's pushing on my bladder, so I have to pee a lot." He thinks about this for a moment, seems satisfied, and that's the end of that. About an hour later he hollers at me from the other room, "Mommy! Mal-chi sitting on your bladder 'gain?!" I chuckled at his observation of my frequent potty trips. Awhile later he says, "Mommy, MY Mal-chi sitting on my bladder in my tummy. I have pee too!!" Apparently if he has to pee, now it's Malachi's fault, too!

Funny Stuff

This evening, I was making cupcakes for Olivia's class tomorrow. Olivia saw a picture of Red Velvet cupcakes on my favorite food blog and decided she HAD to have red cupcakes with Tinkerbell green frosting. They should be interesting. Anyways, I was in the middle of making frosting and had gotten the box of food coloring out when I was interrupted for bedtime stuff. While I was distracted away from the cooking, Eliana decided to taste food coloring and see what it would taste like. We're all sitting together to pray before bed, and Eliana is drooling red drool. And her lips are red. And her gums are red. And her teeth are red. When she finally admitted why she was drooling and dyed red (apparently food coloring tastes awful) I could hardly contain my glee. I could not have arranged a more perfect love and logic moment. She had a horrible punishment and I had to do NOTHING. I did make her brush her teeth until they were no longer pink ... which took about four rounds of serious brushing ... but she went to bed still complaining about the yucky taste in her mouth. It makes me shudder every time I think about how awful that must have tasted when she was expecting something yummy!! I love natural consequences.

After Steven got the kids down, Olivia asked him to come give her one more kiss. As he leaned his head close to her, she whispers in her most dramatic five-year-old whisper, "Never forget Daddy, the Lord is always with you!"

Computer Rant

I hate my computer.

Actually, I love my computer, which is part of the problem. Macs are supposed to be hardier than most computers and not EVER have issues. Especially mysterious ones that no one seems to be able to diagnose. 

Today I found places for all the kids and scheduled an appointment with a macologist at the mac store. This very intelligent, helpful, cute, and VERY young gentleman helped me out, gave me what seemed to be excellent advice and sent me home. I got home, spent a couple hours dealing with backing up my entire computer on my recently-purchased external drive, and proceeded to attempt a disk repair. It didn't work right. So, after a seemingly helpful call the mac store, I tried another attempt. My blasted computer froze. And after yet another call to the mac store, they said I'll need to bring it in. 

So now I have to schedule another appointment at the mac store and try again. I don't know what's worse, the fact that I'll probably have to pay the $90/hour rate, or that I have to find childcare and drag my computer and 7-month pregnant belly through the mall.

Ugh.