The three year old squealed in delight as she splashed her arms in the bath.
"Careful! Let's not get bubbles in your eyes." Isabella's big sister tried to wipe away some bubbles.
The almost-toddler looked down at the bubbles in her bath and said the word. "Bubbles. There's bubbles in my bath, Rosie." Rose smiled, her tongue sticking out a bit. "That's right. You're all clean now. It's time for sleepy bed."
Upon hearing the word 'bed', Isabella started to protest and Rose could only think about how sad she would be if, by some chance, he would to come and take her back with him and she wouldn't see little Izzy grow up.
She got Isabella dressed in her pajamas and rocked her as they walked to bed. Rose took Isabella and sat her on the bed. She went and pulled out a digital camera from the desk drawer and flipped on the video mode.
"Ok Izzy! We're recording!"
"Can I see?"
"Later. We'll see after we're done."
Rose set the camera on the desk and turned on some music and recorded her and Isabella dancing for a little bit.
Afterwards, Rose held the camera and took a few crazy pictures of the two. If he ever came back and took her, there would be good memories left behind. The little blonde finally tired and went to sleep. Rose went down the stairs to the den, where her parents, Mickey and his girlfriend, Josie, were. Josie was a bit on the chunky side, but seemed to like Mickey a lot.
"You going home now, love?" Pete asked as she entered the room and all eyes fell on her.
"Yeah. I think today wore me out a bit," Rose lied as she gathered up her belongings.
"But we never see you anymore," Jackie said, eyes on the floor.
"That line's getting pretty old, especially when I see you practically every day." Jackie's daughter came up and gave her mum a hug.
"We've got that trip next week, too. So you'll see plenty of ole me." Rose waved bye to everyone and headed home.