"Perhaps little one, but what if the branch were to snap?" Sarek asked, not wanting to risk that with his son, he didn't now, or ever want to see his child get hurt. "I think I shall choose the trees in which you are allowed to climb." he informed the boy and then nodded, setting him down and sending him off to play with a small pat to his bum.

Jim looked around as he was put in the water, and began giggling when his Daddy scrubbed his little body. "Daddy that tickles." he laughed and beamed up at him. "Daddy, was I a cute baby?" he asked, out of the blue. "Did you sing me lullabies and stuff?"

"Then you would catch me Papa." Spock said as though it were the most obvious thing in the entire world. After all, how could his papa not come to catch him. "But you will only choose the boring ones." He whined after a moment, but he darted off to play on the swing sets. "Come push me Papa!" Spock called over his shoulder, giggling.

George was taken aback by the question, but he smiled and nodded. He had known Jim for such a short time, but he remembered the giggly baby who he loved more than life itself. "You were the most adorable baby I had ever seen, and I would sit up for hours telling you stories and singing to you." The man recalled with a small smile, kissing his son's forehead.

Sarek sighed, "You know I would always try to catch you if you fell, but I may not always be able to do so." he answered his little one and hugged him close before setting him down so that he could go and play. He smiled when he saw him on the swings and went over, pushing him on it and looking down at how happy his young son was.

Jim giggled a bit and smiled when his Daddy said he was the most adorable baby he'd seen and would stay up telling him stories and singing to him. "Really?" he beamed and giggled again at the kiss to his forehead, he liked all the affection. "I can't reach my back Daddy..." he said, trying and failing to reach with the soapy sponge.

Spock smiled when his father promised he would catch him and cuddled him, before giggling and squealing with happiness when he flew higher. He then squirmed off, before rushing towards a couple large trees. "I want to climb the trees Papa! Please?"

George chuckled softly, before taking the sponge and beginning to scrub Jim's back and kissing the damp hair. "Daddy's got you." He said fondly, before pulling out a towel and wrapping his baby boy all nice and warm.

Sarek was reluctant to let his precious son go and climb trees, and he sighed. "Very well, but only those smaller trees." he told him, putting a hand on his shoulder, "If you disobey me son, I will spank your bottom, do you understand me?" he asked.

Jim smiled a bit and cuddled close to his Daddy, laying his head on his shoulder, "Daddy...will you lay wiv me?"

"I shall not fall Papa, I promise!" Spock called behind him, before scampering over to one of the medium sized trees. He jumped for one of the branches, before heading up a little higher and looking down at his papa. "This is not too high, right Papa?" Spock called down, swinging his legs.

George nodded with a small smile, before settling onto the bed and then gathering his son to rest beside him. "Daddy's got you Kiddo, no need to worry."

Sarek watched his young boy like a hawk, making sure he would not go too high or anything like that. "Yes little one, that is as high as you are permitted to go." he told him, looking up at the child and folding his arms over his chest. "Be careful Spock, do you hear me, son?" there was pure concern in his eyes as he spoke, he didn't want his child to fall or get hurt.

Jim sucked on his thumb and laid his head on his Daddy's shoulder, looking up at him, suddenly he didn't seem so tired. Well, maybe he could stall? "Daddy why's the shky bwue?" he asked, squirming and then sitting up, "I need potty!" he lied.

Spock whined when his father told him he couldn't go any higher, since he wanted to see the surrounding landscape. "Can I go up a little higher Papa?" He asked, before squirming up another tree branch. "Look at how high I am Papa! It is so pretty!"

George smiled slightly at his adorable little baby, before kissing Jim on the forehead. "Okay, we can go potty before it is time for bed. The sky is blue because of oxygen." He explained, before patting his son on the bottom. "Go on to the potty now."

Sarek frowned and shook his head, "No little one, come down now before you fall, that is much too high." he told him, tone stern and he stood by, ready to catch his baby if the worst did happen and he fell. "Spock, please come down you are concerning me.." he told him, frowning a bit since that was a direct order and he wanted his son to obey him.

Jim listened to what he said and frowned, "What's...osy...ocksa..gin?" he asked him and then jumped up, rushing to the bathroom to go potty but of course he was stalling his bed time so he spent a long long time in there. Not doing anything just sort of standing there with the door closed. He turned on the tap to make it sound like he was peeing.

"No Papa, I like it up here! See, I will not fall I promise!" Spock climbed a little higher, before looking down at his father and swinging his little legs. "I want to stay up here as long as I can!" He announced, before waving to his father. "Will you come up here Papa?"

"It's in the air we breath." George responded, kissing his son on the forehead before letting Jim run off to the bathroom. "James, are you using the potty or running the tap?" He called, coming to knock on the door with a raised brow.