Luke I miss you so much. I remember your beautiful smiling face coming to the front door with Oliver and your mummy. You always gave such great cuddles and hugs and you were such an inspiration to all who had the privilege to have spent time with you. I always said to your mummy that times spent with you were precious, just like you. You had achieved so much in your short life and you should be so proud of yourself. I will always remember you. You were so good at taking your medicine and playing with your Thomas the Tank toys or matching toy story characters on your IPAD. I can still picture you looking at the steam from the kettle as this reminded you of Thomas and standing patiently for your lift to school watching the steam coming from your mouth on a colder morning. I loved your little stories and how you included all the names of family and friends you knew in them. You had such good fun at the soft play area, fascinated with how the moving toy car ride worked from underneath and sliding down the slide or climbing up it and taking my hand for your drink of water. You touched my life over a very short period of time precious Luke, but your memory will live in my heart forever.