RasGal

We love our little Galla more than a monkey loves bananas, but boy is she a rascal (rasGal). Whenever she sees the camera come out, she goes running the other way! So we have very few good pictures of her, but I wanted to share a few of the best. This little girl keeps me on my toes. She's like a blog an hour, but I'll try to limit it to the highlights (plus, I don't have enough time to write about all her little stories). This morning I was still in my pajamas and feeding Finn when she put all her clothes on and her flip-flops, turned off the TV and lights and headed out the door announcing that we were going for a walk. I couldn't tell her no, so I put my shoes on and we were off. We're lucky to live in an apartment complex with many friends near, so we checked the mail and then stopped in to visit her friends Jace and Hyrum. On our way back home, she fell and skinned her knees--her first bloody knees. She cried the rest of the way home and said, "It kinda hurts." When she got home, she looked at her knees and said, "It's red, it's pretty!" She also got a Curious George bandaid out of the deal, so she wasn't too disappointed. But she didn't want to put the bandaid over her pretty red knee, so it went on her arm instead. All better!