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296 Sunday - 9:00 P.M. June 10- My Dearest Darling: This has been a beautiful day, and Wendy and I have been outdoors as much as possible. I set her pen up in the driveway, and put her out dressed only in bonnet, shirt, and pants. I was out there and a half hours, and picked up some tan. This morning, I lay out there on the patio, thinking of Sunday past and future - How next year at this time we should be together to live week-ends or they should be lived. I thought of the mornings especially, and how good it felt to lie spent and relaxed beside you - to watch you [pg 2] turn your head toward me, smile and raise your eyebrow to ask the question which never needs any answer. Wendy has been completely delightful today - she does so many things now, and always looks like an inquisitive cherub - See if you can picture this - Wendy on her toidey - Mummy flushes it, and Wendy bends clear down to see where all the noise and spray is coming from - then looks up laughing, and tries to do it herself. She is, of course, very imitative now, and has a wonderful sense of humor - accompanied with lots of gay laughter. She is quite independent, but very affectionate. I sort of hope our next baby is a little girl rather like Wendy, so that you will be able to see just how she looked [pg 3] and acted while you were away. I still am not in any rush to get pregnant again, at least not until we've been together for a good while. I have some faint idea of how you felt when you had the itch. Either a sand flea or mosquito got at me right before last and bit me five times across my front, and nine on my tummy, all concentrated so that I've been scratching like mad - I wish you were here to do it, and other things for me. Gladys’ Warren is on his way home after being out less than a year and completing 300 missions. I sure do wish I knew where you were going next if you can't get home, I'm hoping you [pg 4] will be in Hawaii, longer than last time, so that we can put two or three calls thru. Wouldn't it be wonderful if you were there on Christmas - but that's so near your coming home time, I guess you’re probably sure to be out again. How I hate sitting around, and just waiting for something to happen. I never cease being glad that we had Wendy when we did - she is such a sweety baby, except when she gets an ornery streak on, and gets her bottom paddled- Hope to have Wendy's photograph on its way to you tomorrow- I love you darling - I love you- Bobby
