Infantilism Blaine

Off to Disney - Part 5

Today is the day we are off to Disney. It is about a 30-40 minute drive, but I'm sure they both can entertain each other in the car.

"Ready baby?" I asked him.

"Eah daddy" he says jumping around, excitedly.

"Brittany, you ready sweetie?" I asked her.

"Eah, unca 'urt" she says jumping around, excitedly as well.

"Lets go" I say and we all head out of the hotel. We all head out to the cars and put the pushchair in, then the kids.

"Come on baby" I soothe as I try to get him in.

"It's probably too much travelling for him isn't it?"

"Probably" I say once I got him buckled in then my self. It's about a 30-40 minute drive.

"Daddy duice" Blaine whined.

"Baby we ask nicely" I tell him.

"Duice" he whines again, but kicks his legs a little bit.

"Blaine, if you don't ask nicely, you want be getting it" I lied.

"Pwease, 'e 'ave duice?" he mumbles grumpily.

"You may" I say as I gave him his juice.

"He better cheer up, by the time we get there" I mumbled to Santana.

"Kurt" she chuckles.

"What?" I smirked.

"Did he sleep well last night?" she asked.

"Sort of" I tell her.

"He woke up 2 times, but stayed up a bit longer than usual" I explained.

"Oh"

"Yeah"

"Mummy dum dum" Britt says.

"What do you have to say after that?" she warns.

"Pwease" she smiles, showing her teeth.

"Good girl" she praises as she passes her a dummy.

"I wish Blaine was that happy today" I mumbled again to Santana.

"Yeah, but he might cheer up when we get there"

"True" we get there and Santana gets the pushchair out while I hand Brittany to Finn.

"Here Finn, can you take Britt?" I ask Finn.

"Sure" he says and takes Britt into his arms.

"Now you" I say and get Blaine out.

"Daddy, 'e go on 'ides?" Blaine asks.

"Sure, but first you have to go in the pushchair" I tell him.

"Nooo" he whines and throws his head back.

"Blaine, you get in or you want go on any rides" I tell him.

"Fine" he huffs, crosses his arms over and pouts. I put him in, but he refused to move his folded arms.

"Blaine!" I warn and he knew exactly what he was doing.

"Hmm, 'ou 'ean" he pouts again, but moves his arms so I could strap him in.

"Yeah yeah" I say.

"Lets go on some rides" I cheer and so did everyone else. Later on, Blaine calmed down and was now more happier.

"Daddy bawoon" he cheers as he points to a Mickey Mouse face balloon.

"Yeah, who's face is it?" I ask him.