Two blue measuring cups with handles. Floating among the bubbles in the bath. Only one there to play with them. Only one there to use the coveted pink rubber cup. No argument over its ownership. One free to roam all sectors of the tub without bumping bubbly white bottoms. No round bellied fountain cherubs squirting water from their mouths, aiming at each other and the floating Captain Elmo. Two towels. One embroidered with a C. One embroidered with an L. The C envelops one. The L hangs on the wall alone. One “Ne-ked Baby!” runs screaming through the house leaving a trail of wet footprints. No second set of tiny prints follow. One face emerging from the neck of warm pajamas. Memories of giant blue eyes and wet curls squirming through another…
Two becomes One.
Tomorrow's Kisses 
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, LOVE leaves a memory no one can steal. I am so sorry for your loss. I pray for your family.
IT’S IN THE LITTLE THINGS OF DAILY LIFE LIKE TUB TIME THAT YOU WILL MISS HIM THE MOST. WISHING ALL OF YOU GOD’S ENVELOPING ARMS AND HIS CONTINUED CLOSE PRESENCE.AND COMFORT IN THE DEEPEST PLACES.
PRAYERFULLY,
LOUISE
….yes…those huge blue eyes…seem to stare into my soul…seem to know so much…seem to have a wisdom there beyond his young years…seem to say something profound to me…what a gift…what a treasure…I am truly blessed to have spent time with him…and with you…
praying,
brig