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: happy Christmas Eve guys, if you don't celebrate it then hope you have a good day)
Our house wasn't decorated because we were taking a train down to my parents house as we will be staying there for the week. My parents decided to do some sort of decorating but wanted to wait for San and I to get there with the kids.
"C'mon bud, let's go get dressed" I coo as I pick him up and take him upstairs.
"Bas? Are you done packing?" I ask him as I walked passed our bedroom.
"Yeah, just about" he calls back.
"Ok, I just need to get Blaine dressed and then we need to wait for San and Brittany to turn up"
"Ok, when does the taxi get here?" He asks.
"Urm, about 10 minutes?" I guess.
"Ok" I take Blaine into his room and lie him on his changing table. I change his nappy before putting him into a long sleeve polo Christmas bodysuit, a pair of blue jeans and some reindeer socks.
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"Ok, let's go mister" I say as I pick him up again and carry him downstairs, I put his little dinosaur coat on that attaching mittens.
