Abby turned 4 today. When I came downstairs this morning, she greeted me with "I'm the birthday girl! Say happy birthday to me!" which frankly is quite in line with her rather persistent and somewhat demanding personality. Sadly Abby did not quite realize that after about an hour, folks were quite tired of hearing her announce that she was the birthday girl and you should tell her happy birthday. I guess you just can't blame a girl for trying.