Irina Beena

It's really starting to hit me today. I keep screaming (silently) Don't go! Don't go!!! I didn't budget for this because I didn't think she was going to school, so we don't get paid until two days after school starts and we have no money. I put together stuff from what we already have, which really isn't bad at all because I just brought out a whole bunch of brand new markers, pencils, crayons, etc. from the closet a couple of weeks ago. And we just unearthed the lost scissors. I had to loan her a backpack that's not really a backpack though becuase she doesn't really want to use her Dora the Explorer backpack. And her lunchbox is Winnie-the-Pooh. At first she didn't want to use it because she was worried it might be too baby-ish, but as I started to take off the sticker, she changed her mind and she'll use it as is. And, thankfully, she already has clothing so she won't have to go naked. Yay! Also, Aaaaaaaaarerregeioghowierngoryhughriogharognsdlhdlahgnv,lifsdteroutreoyewqhkfsdhglds!!!!!!!!

Now I will talk all about Irina. Irina is very small. She is like a bean. We call her Irina Beena. We don't know how long she'll fit in our pockets, but it's pretty handy for now. Irina Beena is a teething tablet junkie. When she is in teething pain and is crying, as soon as she sees me pick up the teething tablet bottle she stops crying and starts smacking her lips. She has two teefies so far and they are on the bottom. She likes to grab. No one's hair is safe if it is within her grasp. She doesn't like to be more than one foot away from me. She is excrutiatingly cute.