Now that Lila was about six months old, she was beginning to do more than just eat, cry and poop. One early morning, Lila was in her bouncy seat while Blaine prepared breakfast for himself and a slice of toast for Kurt who would come running in two minutes before he needed to leave for Vogue. Sure enough, footsteps echoed down the hallway and Kurt can running trying to put his coat on.
"God! I'm so late." Kurt groaned.
"You always are honey. I don't think you can call this late anymore. It's just Kurt time." Blaine laughed.
"Shut up!" Kurt said with a bitch glare as Blaine walked over to him.
"Here open." He commanded before shoving the toasted bread into his husbands mouth and then handing him his coffee travel mug.
"Thank you." Kurt replied as he took a bite and then pulled the rest out of his mouth. "Okay, I really need to go. Bye, I love you. Bye baby girl." Kurt said as he pressed a kiss to their daughters forehead and racing out the front door. Blaine sighed. He loved his husband, but his sense of time was something that made him crazy. He went over and picked Lila up and settled her on his hip. He took her into the living room where her blanket was spread across the carpet, laid her down on her stomach and gave her a few toys.
"Stay right there little girl. Daddy will be right back." He told her. Because she was bigger, Blaine had a little more free time to spare. He and Kurt had both agreed that Kurt would go to work and Blaine would take care of Lila and be free to work on his music. Today, he was finally going to start working on it again. He grabbed his guitar and box of sheet music he had been working on and brought it back into the living room. It had been a while since he had worked on it and you could tell because there had to be a layer of dust on top of those papers. He pulled one out and shook it to try to get some of the dust off. It went everywhere and made Blaine sneeze into his hands. Then, he heard a quiet little giggle. He looked down and saw that Lila had rolled on to her back, which was one of her newest tricks, and was laughing her little head off.
"Is that funny?" Blaine cooed. "Do you like it when Daddy sneezes?" he laughed. He crawled onto the floor with her and lifted her up above him. "Ahh-Ahh- Achoo!" he said. Lila went into a little giggle fit. She genuinely thought this was the funniest thing ever. Later when Kurt got home, Blaine was sitting on the couch feeding her a bottle.
"Hey honey." Kurt said with a smile as he set his bag down and went over and flopped down next to Blaine. "How's our baby girl?" he asked.
"Good. She's just about finished with this bottle." Blaine replied as he took the bottle from her mouth and held her on his shoulder to burp her. After a few pats on the back a little burp slipped out and Blaine brought her back down onto his lap.
"Did you get to work on your music?" Kurt asked.
"No, I got a little distracted." Blaine confessed.
"Distracted by what?" Kurt asked suspiciously.
"Oh you'll see." Blaine said. "Here hold Lila." he told Kurt as he passed her over. "Hey Lila," Blaine called to get her attention. "Achoo!" Lila laughed hysterically and Kurt's face lit up.
"Oh she laughed! Blaine do it again!" Blaine pertended to sneeze once again and Lila continued to laugh until she spit up the formula she had just drank all over Kurt's sweater. Kurt was not very happy, but Blaine thought it was hilarious tried so hard to hold in his laughed.
"Take your daughter." Kurt said angrily before shoving Lila into Blaine's arms and then rushing off to the bathroom to save his sweaters.
'See honey, that's what Daddy thinks is funny." Blaine said to Lila as he took the spit up rag and wiped her little face. Lila smiled back up at him. "And I guess you think it's funny too, huh? Don't let Papa see that little grin." Blaine warned before going down the hallway to see if Kurt had gotten the baby vomit out of his sweater.
