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21- Sunday [10/8] 2:30 My darling Wendy's daddy- Here we are out on the patio again, and Wendy is talking a blue streak in her play pen. She has been turning over and over today and seems so pleased with herself. She is growing amazingly. Wendy and I had planned to go down to the beach this morning to read your letter, but there wasn't one, so we bought a paper and came on home feeling slightly out of sorts with the world. I had a lovely letter from Mrs. May, one from home, and a card from Muz which was a help. I've been trying to keep busy - washed clothes, baked a batch of cookies for Bev to take along with her, and now I'm going to mend some clothes, cut out a pattern and get some more letters off. 5:45 Honey: Mrs. May's letter is too lovely to send on, but I thought you might like this excerpt: “I had a fine letter from Jean yesterday and she is so pleased to know we have met; also John wrote Margarita that [pg 2] he had met your husband and liked him so much. It makes us all seem closer together to get and keep in touch in such comparatively short time, doesn't it? I hope you have met Marjorie [Wurzman?] (Remember darling, I wrote you that I had phoned her) Elizabeth (Henry's sister) wrote her and another friend and asked them to look you up.” Wendy is on a blanket, and talking away. This morning as I listened to her before we got up, I thought how very like island language the noises are that she makes - do you suppose there is any connection between island language and infantile noises? I'm a deep indigo today, and I'm glad you’re not here to see the mood I'm in. We'll never waste another Sunday when you get back - just what that will be like I can't imagine - I've been wondering if you've had the day off or worked, heard about Wilkie etc. etc. Just sent an order for material to Monkey Wards - They say [compute?] sales tax at 2 ½% and I say I can't [pg 3] do it yourself! Wendy is [?] orange juice here on my lap. She loves to help me write letters and keeps very quiet. She wants to say hello to: DEAR DADDY- HURRY HOME TO PLAY WITH ME (she just piddled! - too much concentration!) I LOVE YOU- YOUR WENDY 7:10 Wendy is in bed. I hope you got the kiss she threw to you as I held her up to the window, before tucking her in the crib. I am going to read awhile and then scrub up - you ought to see the soles of my feet! I run around barefoot except of course when we go downtown. Another day gone by bringing us closer together my darling - Bobby Oct. 7 - Felt better today. Sold Uwasa at $75 profit. Oct. 8 - Received check for piano - wedding gift from John and Betty Moore I still have a few of your greeting flowers!
