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...
(A/N: I know it's not September but I really wanted do a chapter where Blaine went to Nursery for a couple of days - maybe even Brittany - which I may carry on for a few more chapters but it will just be in normal chapters and not in parts)
Today, Blaine has Nursery, his Batman bag was packed, filled with his spare things and things that he generally may need. I think I was more nervous than excited for this day to happen.
"Baby, we've got to get up" I coo to Blaine as I shook him lightly.
"Hmm, daddy" he whines. I mean it wasn't that late, it was only 9:00 and we haven't got to be there until at least 10:30 and Blaine would even sometimes be up even earlier than that, the earliest he's ever gotten up was 6:30am.
"I know baby, but we've got to get ready and go out" I tell him as I lift him out of his crib. I place him on his changing table and change his nappy before putting him into a pair of denim jeans that had braces on the back, a short sleeve Mickey Mouse shirt and some white and grey stripe socks.
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"Let's go get breakfast" I say as I carry him down the stairs.
