Mommy enters with the other girls in tow.
"You know. We should let her grow up a bit..I want to see Tiffany as a teen," says one of the girls.
"No! make her 5!!!!" says another.
"Even better! Make her a mommy to be!!!"
"Noooo I want a twin...make her my twin!!!"
The girls continue to argue on what you should be, when you look right at Mommy and reach for her when she smiles and decides.
"I know exactly what my little darling should be. She's going to be..."