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Wed.
2-9-59

Dear Mother & Daddy,

For the last week and a half, I've been
learning the social worker game. It sure
beats counting rolls of film. It's a little
tough on Jim, since he has to get up so
early, but we're all a little tired from
adjusting to our new schedule. She
was a little confused at first, but her
schedule is beginning to agree with her.
She really likes being with all those kids,
but she's still awfully glad to see us
at the end of the day. It's teaching
her to play with her toys, instead of
just pushing them around. She's only
there four days out of the week for
about 10 hrs., so we get plenty of time
with her. As soon as I get organized
with my caseload, I'll be in the field
two days a week & able to spend my
lunch hour with her on those days.

She has two teeth as of last Sat.
She can use them artfully, on whatever
falls within her grasp, accidentally or
on purpose. She can say mamamam and
dadadada now, & generally talk up a
storm. Her falls are growing less
frequent as she becomes steadier on her
feet. Other vital statistics are that she