She has the patience of her mother.

It's true that pictures are worth a thousand words.  The pictures might not be photographs, but they could be.

For instance, when I see these pictures of my Abby, it seems it would be possible to learn everything there is to know about her, even if I didn't know her like the back of my hand.  Whatever conclusions you might draw from viewing these select photos - they're probably true.

She's sunshine, mischief, sensitivity, and fun all wrapped up in a single package.  She's simply Abby.  And sometimes there aren't enough words to be able to describe someone.  This hold true for my precious, spirited middle child.

Sometimes, though, a picture in the form of artwork sums up a child just as well as a snapshot - as perfectly exemplified by a frog that Abby colored in school this week.

You can only contain her in the coloring realm for as long as she determines.  After that it's "I'd rather be jumping off of/swinging on/running around something.  Let's get this over with."

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is my Abby.  In a nutshell.