| For her birthday, Abigail went to toilet lake with grandpa. She is a champion fisherwoman.
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helpful monkey
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| She wore snazzy glasses and had a bite or two of cake.
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Happy, happy.
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| The birthday girl enjoyed her special day at the park with her sister and momma.
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sweetly surveying
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| She also enjoyed a more general extraveganza at the beach. Here she is clapping with appreciation at a new popup book.
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| She also got a chance to relax a bit. In this case she shares grandmommy with sister. As always, the Palo Alto looms in the background.
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fabulous pigtail
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| Being two years old is exhausting. Occasionally, the rigors of daily existance require we relax a bit when we get the chance. In this case, sprawled on a tile floor.
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sleepy bean
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| Or hogging the bed.
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zzzzz
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| It's also nice to get away from it all every once in a while. Perhaps find a special spot where a girl can get a little privacy.
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with enough tuna and cheesy crackers, the world is mine...
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| Or to really get away, use the getaway car.
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Last gasp of the boss american muscle...
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Abigail has a lovely singing voice. Here she sings her rendition of "Sing Sweet Nightingale" from Disney's Cinderella.
Her version goes something like:
Sing Night Abba,
Sing Sing Abba Sing.
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Sweet Nightingale
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| Here is a shot of Abigail pounding a drum.
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Rum pum pum pum.
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