Kian's new buddy.
"Baby Twoey" got his name because we were teaching Kian to answer "two" when asked how old he is. When I asked him what his baby's name was, he responded "two"! :) "Two" turned into "Twoey", making it a little less confusing. And so, here's Baby Twoey.
His hair is a bit out of control. There's a lot of yarn on that little head. It looks great here, but Kian has a tendency of carrying Twoey around by his hair which pulls that mop straight up, where it stays in a large poof. Poor Twoey looks electrocuted half the time. I'm trying to fix this, but my attempts have been futile. I think I'll just accept that its just part of what makes Twoey, Twoey.
Here's Twoey's fancy upcycled pants. They're made from pants which used to be my Nana's.
And a matching pair for Kian. They look a bit weird on him with his cloth diaper. I think the problem is the bulge of the cloth plus the straight long pockets. The cloth diaper puffs those nice, long, straight pockets out in a funny way. BUT...that may be remedied soon. Potty training begins next week. Wish me luck. He's beyond ready.