Warnings for: infantilism, nappies, bottles, sippy cups, crib, dummies, oversized high chair, stroller, car seat, bouncy chair, swing, walker, folded crib and jumperoo.
This story is about Kurt and Blaine living in a infantilism lifestyle 24/7 wher...
Today me and Blaine, maybe someone else might come along, to find a Nursery, we will only be looking around but not sending as I'm still unsure of whether to send him or not.
"Ready sweetheart?" I tell him as I get him dressed into a white long sleeve polo and some grey skinny jeans.
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"What socks do you want?" I ask him.
"Ba'man" he cheers. I grab him some Batman socks and slip them onto his feet. I tuck in his shirt so he looked a bit more presentable for when we look around. I also managed to put together a presentable outfit.
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"Right, let's see who's coming shall we?" I ask Blaine, rhetorically. I pick him up and take him downstairs.
"Who's coming with us then?" I ask as I put Blaine on the floor and pack a bag, making sure I have enough.
"I think we all are" Carole says.
"Oh ok, that's fine, at least we can all see what it's like" I tell them as I walk into the hall and fold Blaine's pushchair before putting the bag down and collecting Blaine's and mines coats and shoes. I go into the kitchen and put my coat and shoes on first before calling Blaine over.
"Come here sweetie" I call as I sat down on a chair in the kitchen. Blaine comes running over to me.
"Woah, careful baby, you almost fell over" I chuckle lightly as he almost slipped whilst running to me. I put Blaine on my lap and put his shoes on him before putting him back down again and putting his coat on.
"All done" I smile at him as I do the last button up and smooth his coat down.
"Are we ready?" Dad asks as I stand up and tuck the chair in.
"I think so" I say as we walk toward the front door. I pick up the bag and then the pushchair.
"Somebody watch Blaine please?" I ask them as we walk out to the car, I say this because Blaine can now open the front gates.
