Dec. 17, 2012, 4:10 p.m.
Yes, Maybe?: Get him away from me!
T - Words: 666 - Last Updated: Dec 17, 2012 Story: Closed - Chapters: 16/? - Created: Dec 03, 2012 - Updated: Dec 17, 2012 590 0 3 0 0
I heard the birds chirping out the window. It felt good to be laying in bed. Opening my eyes I realized I was alone. Blaine must of gone to shower. Then I listened. I wasent hearing the water running. First I heard feet then I heard a scream. That's what got me up. Bolting from the bed I threw on some shorts and scrambled down the stairs forgetting to close the gate. As I came down to the last step I surveyed the situation. Our oldest Elizabeth(5) was being chased by our youngest Christopher(18mths) and he was being chased by Blaine. Now it wouldn't of been so bad if Chris wasent naked and peeing as he ran. As I stepped off the last step I noticed Blaine had a diaper in his hand ready for when he caught their son.
"Make it stop, Make it stop!" Elizabeth yelled. She hated seeing her brother naked. Blaine was trying to get the boy to stop. But nothing was working.
"Christopher Paul Anderson!" I called out. He continued running in the circle around the kitchen. When coming down the stairs you reach a wall. Sitting there is a table we put our keys on. There on the table sits our most recent family photo. Looking to your right on the left you see a doorway into the kitchen. Down the hall is a bathroom plus our office/music room and then the play room. Looking to your left you find the front door at the end of the hall on your right is a doorway to the kitchen and another doorway on your left into the living room. So Chris was basically going around that wall. As he came around again I reached out and grabbed him. Yes, I got peed on but I had the culprit in my hands.
"hurry grab the diaper!" I yelled out. Blaine came over quickly and slipped on the diaper. We had recently purchased these new slip on diapers. Boy was I glad we did. Holding him in my arms I set him on my hip. He was kicking and screaming. Grabbing one of the newly sanitized paci's on the sink I gave it to him hopefully to calm him down.
"CP come on calm down." I sighed as he calmed down. Looking over at Blaine I sighed again. It's all been quite a crazy morning.
"Do tell." I chuckled slightly.
"Well," Blaine began.
"I got up, I was letting you sleep in." He smiled.
"Liza was already up and playing in the play room with her doll when CP and I came down the stairs. He was up too when I checked on him." He continued to explain.
"when I closed the gate I went into the kitchen to make CP a bottle. I thought I set him in his chair with a toy but he must of wriggled out. When I turned around to hand him his bottle I noticed he was gone and not but a second later they both came running in Liza being chased by CP he was butt naked at this point and trying to pee on his sister." he laughed slightly at the thought. Reaching I shifted Chris and headed towards the bathroom they both needed new clothes.
"blainey." I called.
"can you get me a shirt and some shorts?" I asked.
"yeah sure honey bunches!" Blaine called back heading upstairs to get his husband some clothes and a set of clothes for CP. Coming back down blaine found CP in the bath with Kurt trying to not touch anything with his shorts.
"I'll finish." blaine smiled and handed Kurt his clothes. Leaning in blaine kissed Kurt before watching him go change. Finishing he pulled out Chris' towel and wrapped him up getting him changed.
"let's get you all dry." Blaine smiled and held Chris. Taking him upstairs he gave him a fresh diaper a pair of jeans and a WMKHS New Directions shirt. He he'd be hungry right now so he took him back down the stairs to start on breakfast.
Comments
This was so cute and funny. I love stories that feature Klaine as parents.
Umm...I'm kinda confused. Kurt was pregnant, and the next chapter he wasn't...no birth or anything?
There will be. I write things as they come to mind. Kind of just drabbles. Once I get more chapters down I might rearrange them but for now I'm posting them as they come to mind. Hope that makes sense. Trust me. I'll write one. Hehe.