A character indeed

Today Abby was hanging out with me in the bathroom while I put my makeup on, rooting through my makeup bag. She found a lipstick she apparently liked and declared that she had to put some on for her wedding. I asked her where she was getting married and she said, "at St. Kilian" (I didn't know she knew the name of our church or even that people get married in churches) but then she changed her mind and said her wedding was going to be "up in heaven." Hmmm. I asked her when she was getting married and she quickly said "12 months from my birthday, Mom, and I'll be 7 months old just like James, or maybe I'll be 1 year old." I have yet to ask her who she is going to marry, but she has recently started to enjoy making up names (yesterday she decided I was her pet dog named Refrigerator, and her fingers were called Pap, Mame, Bame and Coppo) so I'm sure her future husband will have a good one. I'll keep you posted.

Update: Her future husband's name is John.
Here's the blushing bride "dancing like Aunt Kelly" at her wedding