Dear Mother & Daddy,
"It has been bitter cold and there is a bit of snow on the ground that fell several days ago.
We are lazy this morning. We had two couples in last night for a Japanese dinner and they stayed late. We ate off the low table we brought home with us and sat on the zobotone. It was lots of fun. I think they enjoyed it.
As usual, we have all been busy. Bob's room made ice cream one day at school. He took a little cream for his part. Every child took something. They mixed it themselves and froze it themselves. It was a wonderful experience. I visited a reading lesson one day. That was interesting too.
We got Ann a new coat. We looked for one in Bloomington but couldn't find one in her size so I ordered one from Sears and one from Wards. They were nice ones. I think we'll keep the one from Ward's. It is red nylon fleece and supposedly can be washed. It is pretty big so she'll wear it next year too.
|The Spring coat pattern|
B is going to get my sewing machine today. I never have brought it home from Sorensen's. I hadn't needed it and they didn't seem anxious for us to take it even if Edna never sews. I'm beginning to think of Spring sewing now. I may make Ann a Spring coat and she will soon need dresses.
Our typewriter came and is really nice. It has all kinds of gadgets on it to make it easy to use. I can't seem to settle down to write anything at all. I am usually too tired at night and just don't have time in the day. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get any done.
B's paper wasn't too long and once he got at it he didn't have to work too long at it.
My Chinese evergreen is doing fine. It doesn't look like it had even been moved.
Bobby is going to have a little party at home Tuesday and not take treats to school. He wanted to have children at the house so we're having a few.
I have another speech to give Monday night. It is for a club of older people in town and there are about forty in it.
Phyllis is gone to see about a teaching job this week-end. She graduates in two weeks. It is going to be hard to get used to her being gone.
I must stop and make the beds."
Lots of love,