This morning, not long after eating breakfast, I was taking clothes out of the dryer. Accalia was standing near me. I stood up and said, "Oh no, I have to throw up!" and ran to the bathroom. Accalia was right behind me yelling, "Okay! Okay! Everyone out of her way! Don't go in the bathroom!" Then I heard her explaining to Cole and Ella that "sometimes when you're pregnant you don't feel well and have to throw up." It's ended up being a rather iffy day in the feeling well department, so that trend followed throughout the day.

While Cory slept in the morning, the kids and I did the grocery shopping. That, and buzzing Cory and Cole's hair. Ella kept climbing into the chair to have her turn, but I don't think I'm going to be able to cut off those curls. That was our big chore for the day. We've just hung around home the rest of the time. I'm not sure what it is, but Accalia has not been in a very diplomatic mood with Cole over the past few days. Something will happen and it won't be how she wanted it, and she'll either start to pout or start stomping around. Either way, it puts their previously peaceful playing to a halt. I asked Accalia what was going on, and she had no idea. Hopefully this doesn't continue throughout the week.

Okay, gotta get some food for the kids.