Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

Note: Anyway, so let's just continue on with this dealie. This is their first full year (age 1 up to age 2). Cuteness ahead! Leave me a review, dears.

Age One

"Bluh bluh bluh," Raina babbled happily.

"What's she trying to say?" Artie asked curiously.

"I think she might want her Uncle Blaine," Kurt smiled fondly.

Raina's eyes lit up. "Bluh!"

"No. Da-da," Kurt laughed, pointing to himself.

"Bluh!"

"Da-da," Kurt reiterated.

Raina let out a baby chortle. "Bluh!"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Oh, whatever. I know Uncle Blaine spoils you, but I'm Daddy!"

"Da?" Cameron piped up from his spot on the floor.

"That's my boy," Artie patted his head gently.

"How is it that he knows who you are and asks for you by name, yet my daughter insists on calling me by her godfather's name?"

"Cam's smart," Artie smirked.

"Are you saying Rae's not smart?" Kurt put his hands on his hips.

"Rae, where's Dad?" Artie called to her.

"Da!" She pointed at him.

"And where's Daddy?"

She shrugged and went to hug Kurt's leg. "Bluh."

Kurt sighed. "Fine, I'll go call Bluh and see if he'll come over."

"Emergency numbers are on the fridge," Kurt called as he went out the door for work. "And they go to bed at seven-thirty, understand?"

"Of course," Rachel smiled sweetly. "Go on, those theatre kids can't teach themselves." She closed the door behind Kurt, turning to face the babies that were toddling around the hallway. "Don't worry, Auntie Rachel is here!"

"Ray-ray?" Cameron piped up.

"That's right," Rachel bent down to see him. Cameron hid behind his sister. "Aw, you're shy. Just like your father," she chuckled. "Come on, let's go see if your Uncle Finn wants to come over and help me."

"Unca Fee?" Raina grinned.

"Yes, Unca Fee," Rachel smiled, dialing his number.

Finn was over there in twenty minutes. "Did someone call for an Uncle Finn?"

"UNCA FEEE!" Raina tackled his leg.

"Hey, squirt," he picked her up. "Where's Cam?"

"In the living room," Rachel called. "We're playing with his blue ball."

"Come on, Rae. Let's go play ball with your brother and Aunt."

"Ba?"

"Yep," Finn said, carrying her to the airy room. He set her down on the floor, and she scampered over to Rachel, flinging her chubby arms around her.
"Aww," Rachel hugged her back. "Do you want to play ball with us?"

"Ba," Raina nodded. Rachel rolled the ball to her gently. Raina rolled it to Cameron. They played that way for a few minutes, while Finn was getting bored. "Hey, Cam," he said, picking up the ball. "Try catching it." He carefully tossed it to him. Cam let it fall at his feet. "Aw, come on," Finn said as his godson stared at the ball as if it were a bug. Cam whimpered and hugged his stuffed unicorn.

"Finn, leave him alone," Rachel rolled her eyes. "He doesn't want to play catch."

"But all boys love catch," Finn pouted.

"Not all boys," Rachel said quietly in a reminder of Finn's own brother.

"Well, Kurt's different," Finn rolled his eyes. "Cam's cool. Come on, throw it to me!"

Cam shook his head and hugged the unicorn, which had been christened "Mr. Purple", tightly. "Mahhpurrr," he babbled.

"Whatever," Finn said. "Hey!" He felt the ball bonk him on the side of the head. Raina giggled. "Did you do that?" Finn demanded, smiling. Raina let out a happy-baby laugh. Rachel stifled a chuckle. "Well, well, well," Finn threw the ball back to her. "You might be the coolest baby ever, Rae."

"Ohh, I can't believe they're turning two," Kurt sniffled. "They grow up so fast."

"Yeah," Artie said softly as he set the food out on the table. "I'm worried about Cam, though. He's just so quiet, and he doesn't seem to be as…developed…as Rae is."

Kurt shrugged. "I wouldn't worry about it just yet. Maybe he's just shy. Maybe he feels overshadowed by his sister."

"At least he doesn't lug a green dragon around wherever he goes," Artie smirked.

"Curse the day Blaine brought that for her," Kurt muttered. Raina had been unhealthily attached to her stuffed dragon, "Bee-bee", since she had received it from her Uncle Blaine. Kurt didn't know what the attraction was, or why she would call a green dragon "Bee-bee". Still, he loved her just the same.

"I love our little family of four," Artie reached for Kurt's hand. "Two kids, a boy and a girl, and two parents. So what if they have two dads? It's pretty cool, actually."

"Yeah," Kurt said quietly. "And they have a beautiful birth mother. And a two sets of loving grandparents, and two sets of godparents." Kurt turned to look at Raina, who was toddling around the room laughing. "She'll never know her," Kurt whispered.

"Who?"

"Raina. She'll never know who she was named after. I mean, when she's old enough, I'll tell her, but she'll never meet her real grandmother. And my mom…she never lived long enough to…see her grandkids…her beautiful, wonderful, amazing grandchildren…"

"Maybe we should bring them to see her," Artie squeezed his hand.

"Bring two-year-olds to a cemetery? No. Maybe in a few years, but…not right now. I did see her the other day…the day I told you I was going to the store…I stopped on my way home and brought some pictures to show her."

"What did she say?" Artie said softly.

"I think she was proud," Kurt said around the lump in his throat. "I think she was proud of me. Of us. Especially when I told her that you named our daughter after her."

"You told her that?" Artie smiled.

Kurt choked out a sob. "Can we please not talk about this anymore?"

Artie looked stung. Kurt usually didn't mind talking about his mother, but he seemed to be upset about it today. He decided to leave it alone.

"Dad?" Cam toddled over to him. "Dad okay?"

"Yeah," Artie said to him. "Dad's okay."

"Love Dad," Cam reached up for a hug.

"Love you too, Cam."