After breakfast, Kurt was taken to a playroom. In the morning, all babies were given eighty minutes of playtime, during which time they were free to color and play whatever they wanted. In the last ten minutes, which was Kurt's favorite part, they would have circle time and would sing nursery rhymes. There were usually twelve kids per room, six boys and six girls. This not only helped them interact with both genders, but it also helped the nurses determine the sexual orientation of each baby for when the time came that they were chosen by a mommy or daddy.

This morning, Miss Jenna was in charge of playtime. The entire floor was covered in a soft, shaggy carpet, blankets and pillows scattered around randomly. Once in the room, Julie had given Kurt his kitty, which he always needed for playtime. Then he happily went on his way, crawling towards his favorite toy piano.

Kurt was just starting to pound on the keys when Rachel crawled over and he couldn't help feeling a twinge of irritation. Rachel was a baby in the same year as him and she was a huge crybaby, which was rich coming from the likes of him. She constantly had to get her own way and be the center of attention, which caused a lot of conflict between him and her during circle time, seeing as they were the competing songbirds of the school. Despite that, they had quite a lot in common, so he put up with her for now anyways.

"Y'know who that is?" Rachel asked curiously, pointing over at the door.

Kurt looked up and nearly squeaked. It was that man again, looking right at him.

"Maybe he's looking for a baby girl!" Rachel squealed excitedly, giving him a winning smile, which he returned.

Kurt returned to his piano, feeling jealousy sink in. There goes Rachel, the drama queen of the school. Everything's about her. Suddenly, he grinned. Maybe he'd just have to out-cute her. He grabbed his kitty and pressed her against his face, peeking out in fake-shyness, widening his eyes innocently so that they were two, crystal blue pools. The man smiled and whispered something to the head daddy, and he too smiled at Kurt.

"No fair!" Rachel whined, and started to call out for Miss Jenna.

"What is it, Rachy?" She cooed.

Rachel smiled smugly. "Kurtie made poopies! Lots'f'em and they're reallllllyy stinky!"

Kurt glared at Rachel. "Nuh-uh!"

"He did! He's yucky and messy!"

Kurt glanced over at the man, who was listening to their squabble and struggling not to laugh. Great. Now the man probably thought he was just a stupid smelly baby. With that in mind, Kurt's lip wobbled and he started to cry.

"Oh, Kurtie-Pie, it's all right." Miss Jenna cooed, rubbing his back and bouncing him a little.

Kurt buried his face in her shoulder and bawled. It wasn't fair. Rachel just had to have everything! She ruined it!

Miss Jenna carried him over to one of the five changing tables in the room and unsnapped his romper, which she proceeded to pull up. She felt the crotch of his diaper and patted his bottom, peeking in through one of the leg holes. "Only wet, sweetheart." She crooned before getting him a fresh diaper. This one was covered in circus animals.

Once he was set back down, the man was gone and Kurt glared at Rachel furiously. "You're a liar and I'm telling!" He snapped.

Rachel simply stuck her tongue out at him and toddled away.