The day they were able to bring Taylor home Blaine was the happiest he could remember since he and Kurt got married. It was the day that he finally had a real family. It wasn’t just him, Kurt and their cat anymore. Now it was them and their daughter.  Taylor with her dark curls and darker eyes and bright gaze. They were a family, Blaine was Daddy, Kurt was Papa, and then there was Grandpa Burt and Grandma Carole and Uncle Finn and Uncle Coop and Blaine’s parents, who would hopefully come around sooner and later and accept that this was Blaine’s life, with his daughter and husband, and they couldn’t change it. And someday they would adopt a little boy and then another girl, and would move into a larger apartment where they could adopt a puppy. And Blaine was happy because he had his family.