She is funny. It's rare that we're not laughing when Abbey's around. She has developed a real sense of humour that is just like her Dad's... the same glint in her eye before she does something funny and the same desire to do anything - anything! - that will get a laugh.
She is brave. She will hurt herself, run over for a quick kiss better and then continue with what she was doing. If we try to give her some sympathy for a particularly rough tumble, she'll push us away - she has little tolerance for such things.
She is busy. She never stops. Ever. She spends her days pottering around, organising things and sorting out her toys. The only time she sits down is for a story; even when she watches television she'll stand up.
She is independent. 'I do' is the current phrase. This is spoken when getting into her carseat, getting out of her carseat and out of the car (even out of a high four-wheel-drive), walking anywhere, turning book pages, doing her teeth... everything.
She is a chatterbox. She has so many words in her vocabulary that I have no idea how many words she can say. She'll repeat everything and anything, attempting even the toughest sounding words. It's a rare moment that she isn't talking - and we love hearing what she has to say.
She is determined. She will try things over and over again, until she gets it. She knows what she wants and she doesn't give up easily.
She is clever. We're constantly surprised by the things she notices and remembers. We are always amazed by the things she can do.
She is outgoing. There is nothing shy about our Abbey. She will approach anyone, talk to anyone. She is sure that everyone loves her - and why wouldn't they? - and will approach them with such certainty that I am in awe of her confidence.
She is a character. So full of life, of fun, of personality and quirky little moments. She lights up our lives.
Our little Abbey has always been amazing. And this has never been more true than Abbey at two years old.
Happy birthday, my little darling.