Then, this morning, I started to do laundry and found her cleaning outfit bundled up with the dirty rags. I don't mind washing it, but it is a bit weird, in the sense that I can't imagine doing it myself. :P Also I feel really strange giving it back to her without mending the gaping holes in the underarms. What to do, what to do...
And a little something an Egyptian told me yesterday:
Hussein, from Upper Egypt: When are you going to Aswan?
Me: Well, now is not a good time because of my pregnancy, but hopefully in the fall or winter of this year or spring of next year while the temperatures are reasonable.
Hussein: Yes, when the baby gets downstairs, you should go.
:D That's one way of saying it.