Titmouse Legacy 3.1
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*insert Milan toddler spam*
*endeth Milan toddler spam*
She is without a doubt, the cutest toddler I have ever had.
Avery proves where Bailey got here inability to walk and breath at the same time.
You. Do. Not. Laugh.
Maid: No, no, the fridge is off limits.
Bailey: You're going to stand between a pregant woman and her apple pancakes?
Maid: *wrings hands* Dobby cannot allow Bailey Titmouse to go into the diningroom. Dobby has promised Master Something-Hyphenated.
Bailey: Whu?
On the maid's insistence, Bailey returned to the upstairs leasure room, where Jacques dropped down on one knee.
His proposal was both cheesy and very adorable. And she said yes. The wedding was scheduled for the following evening at 8pm, and they even hired a venue. My first wedding in style. So excited.
Bailey got in as much time with little Milan as possible, knowing that soon there will be a brother or a sister and everyone will forget she exists.
Aparently Dobby the previous maid was indeed afraid of what retribution Bailey would take for denying her apple pancakey goodness, because the next morning the aegncy sent us this.
Hello there! I haev not yet had pretty blue eyes in this legacy.
8pm rapidly approached, but all the excitement and stress of wedding day arrangements proved too much for Bailey.
Not on the chessboard! OMG, is that a head? Scarred for life. So much scarring.
All the screaming was too much for Milan, who opted to hide.
At around 10pm, the baby was finally born. I present, Rome Titmouse.
Followed by Lynx Titmouse.
And Bogart Titmouse.
ASDKSGJASK! damn you game!
Through all this, the wedding party was waiting at the park for Bailey to arrive. They were waitng so long some random old dude croaked and Death came to reap. Also to mock Jacques for getting stood up.
The Whelan twins came to the party!
At nearly midnight, Bailey finally came streaking through the bushes.
And the two were finally able to tie the knot.
And then of course there was another trip down to the City Hall to change the surname *facepalm* At which point I switched Story Progression to prompt me for which surname to give. At least I think that's what that function does. Hold thumbs for me!
Babies are boring, so let's skip to the birthday celebrations.
It was also Milan's turn to blow ou the candles.
Solid proof, sparkling causes brain damage.
Milan.
Man, I need to start writing traits down.
Lynx. Blonde! I was hoping Jacques would give me some pretty blonde babies.
Rome. Not blonde *sigh*
And Bogart. Who seems to have inherited Belleview's scary eyes. *cries*
*insert more toddler spam, because I am absolutely charmed by how sweet they all are together*
*endeth toddler spam*
And if that wasn't aww-worthy enough for you, how about some Milan vs. Toddler spam?
And on that sickening sweet note, I will take my leave.
Next up: Fires, death, buttkicking and fights. I know, because I am like 4 updates behind *headdesk*