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330 July 11 - Wednesday- 8:30 P.M. My Dearest Darling: So sleepy after a busy day, and hot bath. More fog - will be glad to see the sunshine again, and get to work on my tan before it all fades out. This morning I painted all the flowers pots green on the patio, and fussed around the little garden out front. At lunch time I fixed Wendy her first portion of fish-filet of sole. She ate it without protest, but with much less enthusiasm than she did her lamp chop yesterday. Today for the first time she actually said “wee-wee” - now if I can get her to associate, by frequent repetition, the word [pg 2] with the action, her training can be completed. She still has lapses - especially on damp days like this. While I was reading, and little sweetie playing here in the living room this afternoon, I glanced up to see her happily paddling with bare foot in a small puddle. I ignore mistakes, and just mop up as we used to after KoKo and KeKo when they were tiny. How she did it, I don't know, but while I had my attention turned elsewhere, Wendy got up to the first landing on the stairs. Fortunately, I got to her just as she fell backwards, and I caught on to the bib of her overalls - guess I'll have to get some sort of a gate. Wendy and I both worked on the little room this afternoon, and now its all ready [pg 3] for Helen, and perhaps a visit from dede (we had dinner with her in Philadelphia) in September. I was sitting here completely exhausted, when Helen knocked on the door with your letter written last Friday. That was just what I needed, and I settled down to read it, and have a cigarette. I average 4 to 5 cigarets a day now, and think I'll probably cut even that when you get home - tho I look forward to smoking with you after meals. And that isn't all I'm looking forward to by any means - so please come home right quick like - I love you, Tinker darling- Bobby
