"Come on honey. You can do it!" Kurt cooed with his camera in hand. Penny was so close to crawling. He could feel it. Right now, she could inch her body a tiny bit by pulling with her hands, but she hadn't really figured out that her arms and legs could move at the same time. "Honey, look what Papa has!" he added, dangling Margaret Thatcher dog in front of his eight month old daughter. Penny looked at him and gave him a smile, but didn't show any indication of moving towards the stuffed dog.
"She's gonna crawl when she's ready." Blaine said as he came into the kitchen. "We just have to be patient."
"But Blaine, she's so close!" Kurt exclaimed. "I don't wanna miss it."
"I understand that," Blaine replied. "But, you have to get going to work. Isabelle's not going to be very happy if you're late again."
"Okay, fine." Kurt replied. "You-" he added pointing to Penny. "-better not crawl until I get back." He walked over to the kitchen table and grabbed his satchel and car keys. "If she does happen to crawl, you better get it on tape." he told Blaine.
"I promise, I will." Blaine replied as he pressed a kiss to Kurt's lips. "Now go." Kurt left and Blaine was left alone with Penny who was lying on her belly, pushing a teething ring into her mouth. He walked over to his daughter, sat down on the floor and then picked her up under her arms, allowing her to stand on her own two legs. The little girl sent her father a huge smile and began to bounce up and down. This was a new thing that she was doing. When she first started doing it, Blaine had told Kurt that he thought that she looked like she was twerking. Kurt replied with, "Well, she is biologically yours, so I wouldn't be surprised."
"Do you like to bounce baby girl?" he cooed. "Yes, I know you do. That's why Daddy got you one of those bouncers that goes in the doorway. I think today is the perfect day to put it up." He laid Penny back down on her blanket and after seeing that she was content, he walked out into the dining room where the baby bouncer was. While listening for Penny, he read the instructions and began to gather the proper materials. When he had gathered all the hardware, he returned back to the living room and to his surprise, his daughter was not on the blanket where he had left her. He dropped the box and ran into the living room. He looked all around and slightly behind the chair, he saw a tiny little leg. He walked over and found Penny.
"How did you get over here?" he cooed. "Did you crawl? You little inch worm." Blaine picked Penny up and then put her in the pack in play that was in view of the doorway that he wanted to hang the bouncy swing in. "I guess Daddy can't leave you on a blanket anymore. You're too fast for Daddy." he told her. After hanging the swing, Blaine sat back down on the carpet with Penny. He had realized that if he didn't get Penny crawling on film, Kurt was going to kill him. "Alright Pen, let's get this on tape so Daddy doesn't get in trouble from Papa."
The little girl looked at her father with a blank look on her face. "You're not gonna do it again are you?" Blaine said with a pout. "Okay, what if Daddy shows you?" Blaine got up on his hands and knees and began crawling. "See honey, just like this." Once again, Penny stared blankly at her father. She sure was a stubborn little thing.
Later that day when Kurt got home, Blaine was still hanging out in the living room watching Penny. "There's my two favorite people." Kurt said. He walked over and then gave Blaine a kiss and took Penny into his arms. "And how's my favorite girl? Are you good?" he asked, pressing a kiss to her chubby cheek. "Did she crawl at all?" he asked.
"Umm no." Blaine replied, lying through his teeth. "I'm just going to go and start dinner."
"It'll happen baby girl. I know it." Kurt told his daughter. He set her on the floor and then grabbed his sketchbook from his bag. There were a few sketches that he needed to finish before tomorrow. Kurt began to sketch and then before he knew it he felt ten little fingers on his leg reaching for his pencil. He looked down and saw Penny with a drooly grin on her face. Kurt gasped. "You did it!" he exclaimed. Kurt set Penny back on the ground. "Crawl to Papa, baby!" Penny began using her arms and legs and propelling herself forward.
"Blaine! Come quick! She's crawling." Kurt yelled. Blaine ran in from the kitchen, but as soon as he got there, Penny stopped crawling.
"Kurt, she's not moving." Blaine retorted.
"I swear to god she did it Blaine." Kurt replied. "Come on Penny, crawl to Papa!" Penny didn't move. Blaine sighed and turn his back to go back into the kitchen. As soon as he did, Penny began crawling again.
"Blaine!"
"What?" he asked turning around. Penny had stopped crawling again. "She's not doing anything."
"I swear she does it, Blaine. She just doesn't do it when you're looking." Kurt replied. "Come on you stinker. Crawl while Daddy is watching." Penny was not amused.
"Oh whatever. She'll do it at some point." Blaine replied. "She may crawl for you, but she only twerks for me!"
"Oh yeah Blaine. Let's encourage our eight month old to twerk. That's great parenting." Kurt retorted.
"If you got it flaunt it." Blaine replied as he took Penny into his arms and then started dancing with her. Whether or not he saw it or not, his baby girl was growing up way too fast and Blaine wasn't sure how he felt about that. His little inch worm was quickly becoming a crawling machine.