kearstynisms·:
“my mom used to, too. jesse would hit me with my own hand, and kurt and blaine would freak out if i hurt myself. ever since he started being able to hold things, he smacks himself at least five hundred times a day, huh?” she said, kissing julian’s head. “you’re alright. i promise. calm down,” she said, bouncing him lightly as he kept crying. “he’s also teething, so he’s been cranky. i’m waiting for a tooth to pop through, but i don’t even feel a bump in his gums yet. at least, i think he’s teething. he’s been chewing on everything lately.”
beth let out a small laugh as she listened to her niece speak about the things her parents used to do. “oh god, that sounds like your parents. i can see your dads doing those things as well. i remember when jesse used to do that to oliver and he would just laugh.” she shook her head at the old memory. “oh, he might. you should ask one of your parents but i have no idea.”



















