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Friday Afternoon [6/23/44] Dearest darling:- I must confess that I had forgotten all about our anniversary until your card came this afternoon. Now more than ever I am eager for your phone call on Sunday. Miss that pleasant feeling of anticipation that the past two months of Fridays have brought. Wendy is here at the desk with me - wide-awake, tiny hands [pg 2] pushing against me - and looking as if she would like to send a special message of love to you. She has been so good. Weighs 7 lb. 4 oz. today, and last night slept thru her 2 A.M. feeding. Gale Vick phoned this morning - she has been in Washington - expects to come see us Monday afternoon. Guess I'll tuck the sprout in, she's getting too rambunctious to hold- Punch - “The Modern baby doesn't cry, because he has nothing to cry about. These modern babies must have a reason for everything.” [pg 3] 7:15 Had a postcard from Aunt Beth, and phoned Helen this morning to check on her address. Helen says she will come to dinner when you are home again. Have filled out the blanks for Wendy's ration books - since application can not be made by mail, guess you will have to attend to it sometime next week. Am going to write Jean May tonight, and see if she will come visit us as soon as she is over her cold. [pg 4] Just think, it's three weeks [?] go tonight that Wendy started to make her way into this world - Seems so far away now - as does the Sunday you left for Washington. Miss Fuuke has been telling me about all the ‘pick-ups’ she's been subjected to, and I've had a hard time keeping a straight face. Spoke to her about Ruth, and she said she might consider it, but doesn't like to take cases in N.Y. so far from her sister, and because of her back couldn't assume David's care. All our love darling - sweet dreams, Bobby
