Sunday afternoon

Sunday afternoon and its lethargy around here. I have washed the lunch dishes. I have read the Heidi chapter. I have helped Maggie practice her new [piano] lesson. I have persuaded her to play outside and [return] two baskets of egg crates to Goplin's. I have sewed up her pant legs on her green snow suit so they don't droop, and I sewed the red buttons on her red coat so they won't roll off. I have got out the picnic basket for the pot luck and annual meeting tonight [at church]. Then I made the beds, except mine, which I am on now. Daddy is listening to some terrible Communist program, smoking placidly while twenty peasants are being lashed to death.