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205 March 25 - Sunday - 8:00 P.M. Hello my darling on our 2 ¼ year anniversary: Wendy and I woke up at 8:00 this morning, and I took her into bed with me for a cat nap. She curled up against me, and the next time I looked at your watch it was ten oclock! Wendy was still sleeping soundly - her face all rosy - fist curled under her cheek and top knot all on end. I woke her up, and she opened her eyes protestingly at first, then smiled. We both giggled for a minute or two and then popped into the kitchen for breakfast. It was drizzly, so I left her with Helen while I walked down to the P.O. Received #170 - am still missing #s 168 and 169. I'm always glad when the pay line is over, because I know what a nuisance it must be for you. I was happy to get the enclosed announcement from Betty, and to hear of Nancy's arrival. I wrote them [pg 2] a long letter getting them up to date and conveying our congratulations. Wonder how it would feel to have two daughters. Bet that's what we get - and I wouldn't mind a bit, but we’re going to keep on trying if I can take it, until we have a son. Today was a red letter day for Wendy - Helen, Bobbie, and I went down to Ella's kitchen for dinner, and Wendy sat at the table with us in a high-chair. Sweety, she looked so precious, and I wished so that you could have seen her. I dressed her up in white shoes and socks, pink dress, the pink twill coat that Mother bought her last year, and of course a pink hair bow. She behaved beautifully, and didn't fuss at all. I took the green fountain pen along for her to play with, and some saltines which she munched on while we were eating. She attracted a great deal of attention, but took it in her stride, smiling, laughing, and [pg 3] cocking her head to the side to see better. She did look like a picture baby. Oh darling, I can hardly wait for the three of us to be able to go out together. Tomorrow morning early, Helen is driving us over to the Presidio. My appointment isn't til 9:30, but I want to have Wendy vaccinated first, and Helen wants to have one of the doctors look at Bobbie's tonsils. I'm not looking forward to it, but will be relieved to know what is wrong with me. Guess I will take a bath, go to bed and leave a call for the morning. I'll look for one of the alarm clocks, and if I find it, will try to have it fixed and send it to you. Love you darling, over and over again - Bobby
