This morning Blaine has been a little mischievous and I don't know why.
I was making Blaine some breakfast when I felt his arms around my legs and then he bit me.
"Ow, no Blaine! are you hungry?" I ask him.
"Eah" he whines.
"Alright baby, but you don't bite, you should of asked, now go find your dummy and have that for a while ok?" I tell him.
"No! daddy hungy" he whines.
"I know, but can you please find a dummy?" I ask him.
"No" he whines, I look through the draws to find a dummy in there then give it to Blaine.
"Here" I say and shove it in his mouth. He then walks away. I was going to try Blaine with some cereal this morning as he has never had it before.
"Baby, I'm going upstairs, you coming?" I ask him.
"Eah" he toddles over and lifts his arms up. He still can't manage the stairs yet.
"Up" he says. I pick him up and carry him upstairs, grabbing a bib, then heading back down.
"In you go" I say and put him in his high chair.
"Daddy! no!" he whines and tries to take the bib off.
"No baby, here try this" I say and give him a spoonful of cereal.
"Ore pwease daddy" he asks happily.
"I take it you like it sweetheart" I chuckle lightly.
"Eah" once Blaine had finished his cereal, he was colouring in his pictures while I washed up. That's when it all goes quiet, too quiet for my liking. I walk in the living room and gasp. What do little kids like to do when they're at that stage? oh yes the colouring on the wall.
"Blaine!" I gasp.
"Naughty rug! now!" I say sternly. 'He's never acted up like this before' I thought to my self. But good job the walls are wash proof. I wash off the walls and finish off washing up then I go talk to Blaine.
"Why did you do that Blaine?" I ask him and he shrugs.
"That's not an answer Blaine, I want an answer please" I ask him.
"No 'ore 'aper" he whispers.
"Why didn't you ask daddy for some then?"
"Toz 'ou 'ere 'izzy"
"Because I was busy? Baby, if you need more paper, I'd be happy to give you some ok?" I tell him.
"Now, I want an apology and then a hug and a kiss" I explain to him.
"Sowwy daddy" he says and looks down.
"Hey, it's ok, just don't do it again ok?" I say as I hug him.
"Anyway, we need to go out, so let's get you dressed" I say and pick him up, heading upstairs. I put him into his Tigger shorts and shirt.
"Lets go" I say and go downstairs and get his changing bag and put his shoes on that matched his outfit.
"Bye-bye" he says and waves at the house. I chuckled at his silliness.
"Come on then" I say and put him in his car seat.
"Good boy" I praise as I buckle him in. I get into the drivers side and head to the store. I get out and set Blaine's buggy up, I then walk over to his side and open his door.
"Come here" I say as unbuckle him and he leaps into my arms.
"No daddy!" he whines.
"Yes, Blaine you are getting in your stroller whether you like it or not" I say and try put him in, but again he bit me.
"Ow" I hissed.
"Blaine, that was very naughty of you, now get into you stroller now, it's busy and you are not walking" I say sternly, which made him cry.
"Ou ean daddy" he sobs.
"Ok whatever" I say and he screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Blaine! I don't know what's gotten into you young man, but you better stop this right now!"
"NOOOOO!" he screams. I ignore him and walk into the shop, trying to get things done. Blaine calmed down the 15 minutes that we had already been there, but I still needed a few things.
"Daddy?" he asks.
"Yeah baby"
"Me 'alk pwease?" he asks.
"Sure baby" I say and unbuckle him.
"Stay close to daddy though ok?" I tell him as I set him on the floor.
"Tay" he says and runs down the isle and then comes back down with some stuff and puts it in the buggy seat.
"Daddy pwease?" he asks.
"No, not today sweetheart sorry" I tell him.
"Pwease!" he whines. And that's when I know something bad is about to happen.
"Blaine? Can you please go put them back?" I ask him nicely, hoping that whatever he is about to start, stops right now.
"No" he says stubbornly and crosses his arms over his chest.
"Blaine!" I warn.
"NO!NO!NO!NO!NOOOOOOOOO!" he screams and throws himself on the floor, so I get the stuff, put it back and put Blaine back in the stroller, struggling a bit as he kept hitting and kicking at me.
"NOOOOO!" he thrashes and tries to get out, which didn't work. I go to the cashier to go pay.
"How old is he?" she asks.
"One" I sigh.
"Oh, bit weird for him to act like that" she says as she scans some items.
"I know, I don't know what's gotten in to him" I tell her.
"Daaaaaaaaaaadddddddddddyyyyy!" He sobs.
"What do you want?" I ask him.
"Bot bot" he sobs.
"Hang on then" I say and quickly pay.
"AAAAAHHHHHH!" he sobs.
"Baby I know" I tell him.
"Good luck" she smiles.
"Thank you" I smile back. I walk outside and to the car.
"AAAAHHHH!" I hear Blaine sob.
"Alright baby, daddy's doing you one" I try and soothe, while rushing to do his bottle. I put Blaine in his seat and give him everything that I bring with him to nap with and his bottle. I kiss his forehead and close his door, I put everything in the boot and head home.
"Finn, can you quickly do Blaine a small milkshake please?" I ask him as I brought a few things into the house.
"Sure" he says and starts doing Blaine a bottle while I get Blaine.
"Ehhh" he mumbles and lifts his head a little bit, starting to wake up.
"Shhh shhh" I soothe and lay his head back down on my shoulder. I rush inside and grab his bottle of Finn, before heading upstairs and tucking him in. I go downstairs and sit on the sofa, sighing.
"What's wrong?" Finn asks.
"Blaine, I don't know what's up with him today, all he did at the store is scream, hit, kicked and bit me" I sigh.
"Oh perhaps he's at that age" Finn suggests.
"Finn, he's one" I pointed out.
"Oh"
"I don't get why he's started all this" I sigh.
"Me neither...Kurt? Do you here that?" Finn asks.
"No...shit, I forgot to bring the monitor down" I say as I hear faint crying.
"He hasn't slept long though" I say slightly confused, but get up anyway to go see why he's awake.
"Hey baby" I cooed.
"Daddy" he cried, looking very tired and about to pass out any minute.
"Baby what's wrong?" I say as I get him out. He just cuddled into me.
"You just wanted some cuddles huh?" I ask him. I got no response. I lie him back in his crib as I saw him asleep, but he woke up again.
"Ok ok shhh" I soothe as I get him out again. I take him downstairs and cuddle with him while he sleeps on my lap.
"You going to put him down Kurt?" Finn asks.
"I can't, he won't be put down if not he will cry" I explain.
"Oh ok" he says and walks off. For the rest of the evening Blaine would keep hitting and biting everyone, but thank god it's now his bed time.
"Say night" I tell him.
"Ni ni" he says sleepily. I take him upstairs and change his nappy and put him in his pyjamas.
"Night sweetheart" I kiss him goodnight, give everything he needs to sleep with and do the same routine I do every night and head downstairs.
"What's up with Blaine?" dad asks.
"I don't know, he's been acting like this the whole day" I tell my family.
"Perhaps you should just go to bed Kurt, you look really tired" Carole says.
"Ok night" I say to everyone and get 'nights' back. I head upstairs and change when I hear Blaine cry. I close my eyes and take some breaths before leaving the room and going into Blaine's to see my dad has got him.
He mouthed 'go back to bed Kurt, I've got this', I just nodded and went to bed.