April 6, Fifth Sunday of Lent, Passion Sunday.
"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."
Afon: he's been ill this week and threw up several times, but is impossible to get to rest. This is a rare moment of triumph for Mama.
An uneventful week. I realized last night while I lay in bed that I was feeling homesick for our old, beautiful apartment back in Florida, for the first time. And you know what triggered it? Thinking about my lovely, superior functioning washing machine and dryer. That I sold for $200 together (!!). Missing them terribly now, with the washing machine that locks tight as soon as you turn it on, so you can't add a article of clothing you missed--now it's stuck and apparently broken; and the dryer that just heats up the clothes more than dries them, but the dampness outside keeps line-drying from being very efficient. And they're all. so. tiny! I have to make three loads out of what would have been one in my old laundry set. How do British people with large families keep up with all the laundry?