Four Generations: 1980 & 2013.
And I know you've been waiting on bated breath wondering the status of our broken washing machine. It's not good. Turns out the motor needs to be replaced and it will take up to a week to get the replacement part. So this morning, with laundry mounting, I loaded up Alice in the baby carrier and trekked the three blocks to the laundry-mat. The walk there with two loads of laundry was difficult but not terrible. The walk home?! With two loads of now wet laundry?! Different story. Oh, and then there were those massive snow-pile-icebergs to summit to get back on the sidewalk after crossing the street, too.
As I trudged along in my furry boots with a kid strapped to my chest carrying a huge bag of wet laundry on my shoulder that weighed 20 pounds (of course I weighed it when I got home), I probably looked like a sherpa summiting Mt Everest!