Mommy: Wow. That’s a nice picture. Do you want to be an artist when you grow up?
Abby: No, Mom. I’m Abby-girl.
Mommy: But don’t you want to be a doctor or a nurse or an artist or something when you grow up?
Abby: No. I just wanna be Abby-girl.
Mommy: You don’t want to get a job?
Abby: with a confused look on her face No, Mom. I just want to be Abby-girl forever and ever!
Nothing is going to define this girl for her. She’s ABBY-GIRL!