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246 Tuesday May 1 - 8:30 P.M. My Dearly Beloved: This has been a dull day - but Wendy has kept me laughing since we woke up this morning. I took her into bed with me, and before we snuggled down to go back to sleep I took a big yawn - when I opened my eyes - Wendy was crouched beside me looking into my mouth with a very intent expression - looking for all the world like a little pixy dentist. When she saw me begin to laugh, her eyes crinkled up and she giggled delightedly along with me. For lunch, besides her regular menu, I fixed a tiny patty of ground steak. She made a funny face when I put a little in her [pg 2] mouth - then she stuck her tongue out and tried to look at it - not succeeding she took the meat off daintily between thumb and forefinger - looked at it, and popped it back in her mouth and started to chew. After lunch, I left her on the toidey for a minute, and came back to find her standing in the john - shoes and socks soaked- Later on after her nap - I was sitting her in the chair reading, when I looked up to see her, legs straight and apart, fanny up in the air, head down -and she was watching me between her legs- And so, on and on it goes all day long with hardly a minute's rest - but I [pg 3] love it. Wendy is such a satisfactory young’un. She's always happy, and looks it with her every ready merry smile. She's just getting to the point where she does so many new things each day that it's hard for even me to keep up with her. It would be better if she wasn't with me so constantly - better for both of us - but I don't see how it can be any other way just now. Yesterday I bought her a wooden bucket and shovel to take down to the beach. The shovel is red, and the bucket has dancing boy and girl, back and front - I suspect I'll play with it more than she will, at least the first part of the summer - but any way she'll get the idea. Bev phoned Bud in Hawaii, the other night, but said the connection was very poor. Ours was so good, I think I'll feel terribly frustrated if we get a [pg 4] bad one next time. I think its easier for me to phone you from this end - but you might check on it if you do get back there, before you’re sent out again. Still have four of my gardenias floating in a bowl. I'm going to save them all - and use them for sachets in my box. Gosh sweety - I do hope you can get around to answering some of my letters soon - but I don't want you to stay up late doing it. Brief letters now to Doug and Chris - then to bed and sleep I hope. I still haven't gotten used to sleeping alone or the disappointment of waking up during the night, and not finding you beside me. Darling, I love you with all my heart- Bobby
