Samuel – just your name brings a smile to my face. Always such a cheeky, fun-loving little boy. My memories of you are mostly from your younger years. I remember when you were born. Even when you were tiny, you were a mischief-maker. At six weeks old, your mum and dad asked me to look after you and Stephanie just for a couple of hours while they went out to get a new family car. It was lovely to be cuddling you, all gorgeous and cute, then you did the most explosive poo imaginable. You were covered! I lovingly gave you a bath and went to get you dressed again, only to discover your mum had forgotten to give me any spare clothes for you. I managed to find something to dress you in but it was aged 12-18 months. It was huge on you but you did look so pretty in a peach Jemima Puddle-Duck Babygro! All of our get-togethers and holidays we went on together were so much fun with you around, making mischief with my two! Gone but never forgotten. Smile and shine bright, Samuel. Love and hugs, Kim xXx