Disclaimer: I still don't own Glee; despite my protesting :(
Warnings: None yet.
I might include Blaine in this story; I hope you don't mind.
By the time Kurt was three, Burt knew his son was different. Most boy's wanted to play in dirt, Kurt didn't like to get dirty. Most boys wanted to play football with their dads, Kurt preferred to watch musicals with his mommy.
"Kurtie, what do you want for your birthday?" Elizabeth asked Kurt; the little boy was currently stationed in front of the television. He was watching the The Sound of Music and singing along.
"Want a football jersey buddy?" Burt smiled at his son; Kurt frowned and shook his head.
"Mommy I's want a babydoll like Mia!" Kurt bounced up and down on his bottom. Mia was the little neighbor girl that lived next door. Mia and Kurt recently had a play date, and Kurt fell in love with her babydoll.
"Okay." Elizabeth smiled, scribbling it down on the notepad she was holding. Burt gazed at her in shock; he nudged her shoulder and the brunette looked over. "That's a girl's toy Liz." Burt whispered.
"So?" She furrowed her eyebrows together in confusion, "he's my son, and if he wants a babydoll, I'll buy him one." She smiled at Burt and kissed his cheek. "Any questions?"
Burt stayed silent. He knew there was no fighting with Elizabeth.
After pursuading Elizabeth that Kurt would come up with more birthday presents later; Burt took Kurt to the park. Usually Elizabeth took Kurt do the park, but Burt wanted some time with his son.
As soon as Kurt was out of his carseat, the three-year-old ran to the swingset. Burt smiled and sat on the bench; kids were running everywhere, but Burt made sure he could keep an eye on Kurt. Burt didn't know why Elizabeth called this stressful. It was actually pretty easy; he could just sit here, and let Kurt do his own thing.
The, he heard a famillar cry. Burt stood up and ran towards the cry; there was his three-year-old, on the ground holding his now bloody knee. Burt knelt down in front of his son. "What happened buddy?" He asked gently.
"dis' b-boy pushed me d-down." He cried; rubbing his blue eyes. Burt frowned, who did this kid think he was pushing his son down.
"C'mon buddy, how about we ditch this place and get ice cream?" Burt asked. He lift up his little boy and wiped the tears from his pale face. Kurt's face brightened, "ice cweam?"
"How are you liking the ice cream, Kurtie?" Burt asked his son; he almost laughed at the sight. His son had ice cream smeared on his hair, clothes, and face. Elizabeth would have fun giving him a bath. He was kicking his feet and admiring the neon green band aid on his knee.
"Thank you's daddy!" Kurt giggled.
Burt parked in the driveway, and carried his son into the house.
"Elizabeth, your going to have fun with Kurt!" Burt called; Elizabeth was in the kitchen. She peeked her head around the corner and gaped at the two. She stepped into the living room. "He's a mess!" She said shrilly.
"Mommy!" Kurt grinned.
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Burt sat in the living room; he was watching the game while Elizabeth bathed Kurt. He enjoyed these moments of alone time, just him and...
"Burt!" Elizabeth called.
Burt hopped from his chair and ran upstairs to their bedroom. He was greeted by quite a sight. Elizabeth was on the bed giggling and Kurt was currently trying to balance in his mother's heels. He couldn't help but laugh at his son's concentrating face.
"He wanted to try to walk in them." Elizabeth managed to squeak out.
"I wanna pair of these for my birthday!" Kurt exclaimed. I looked at Elizabeth and she shrugged. "'Cept, momma, I wanna a pair that fits." Kurt grinned. I sighed, "well if that's what you want buddy."
My son was different, and I needed to except that.
super rushed, sorry :(
I have a Wedding to attend in the morning, and I want to get this done because I have to go to sleep early.
