When I think about Thea, I think about the the many cuddles I had with her that made my chest warm, whole and snug and of course my shoulder wet. They were quite literally the best cuddles you could ask for and when she slept on you I always felt content and peaceful as did Thea, which was a really lovely feeling to have and to be given. Another memory is getting a picture of one of her first smiles. What a smile she had and how she could make you feel sunny and happy just by that gorgeous grin. Another is Thea tolerating Lilia terrorise her from a young age but still letting us know when she wanted Lilia to back off! Another is seeing the concentration and determination to knock over her bricks and reading her favourite books. And hearing her chat. Or watching her look at trees and clouds. She also had the softest, most perfect feet which were irresistible to touch (Asher couldn't help himself!) and normally had easy access due to the one sock on and one sock off look. Another memory is watching her giggle as her dad tickled her. I loved watching her grow and develop. She is the strongest, bravest little girl I know and I miss her just being her- she had amazing presence. Sitting on our bench with her mummy in Queens park, putting the worlds to right isn't the same without her, drinking coffee with her mummy isn't the same without her. And I wish there was a but or however but there isn't. All I know is that I feel honoured to have been part of her life and I wish I could be more like her in many ways. Love you Pickle xx