Generation 2.1
Or whatever generation, I don't quite understand the numbering process.
I though I might whet your appetite with a little cap from the family screen, showing the family where we last left off.
As is the usual custom, Kerie wakes her son in the morning for the school bus. Let me just say that this child has driven me INSANE, he was born late at night and has never really entered a normal sleeping cycle. He becomes exhausted in the mid-afternoon and must sleep until he wakes up at 1.30 am to play with his toys because his entire fun bar is down. This takes all night to raise, leaving him tired and hungry by 7.00 am. His homework never gets done as he is always in a bad mood due to the mentioned hungry, fun, and energy bars. He often wants to interact with his new pet, but he never can. Sigh. You have a very nice room with very nice toys and good parents who usually remembered to feed you as a baby (you only got 3 messages from the social worker). Yes, your room may be the closet in the parlor, but you have a nice bed, large windows, a toy chest, a night-light, and a wardrobe. So stop complaining.
Meet Suzi, a desperate attempt to restore sanity and well-being in Kerie and Antoine's aspiration bars. Suzi was adopted over the phone and is a rather frisky puppy.
Victor is rather fond of soft, furry things. He is also fond of his white wardrobe with pink flowers on it, but it has since been painted after his wife caught him doing you-know-what while staring at it one evening.
JAYKKK!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh Suzi, snuggle away. I am becoming rather fond of you. And I should remove those windows.
Captured here is a rare moment where Victor-Antoine is able to function correctly without starving or fainting or having a tantrum.
Oh my. This is... I forgot; who was designed by moi to be the partner/bride of Victor before I knew that a legacy sim can only perform the conjugal rights with a townie. What a waste, she's really pretty and their personalities and turn-ons and offs were created to fit together like a puzzle.
"I---I---I sense a disturbance..."
"Hmm... that's about the size of my belly, that." PS: way to finally change into your maternity clothes the day you give birth.
Daddy, where do babies come from?
Um, well, when a mommy and daddy really love eachother.... Umm, a baby grows in the mommy's tummy.
Does the mother eat the baby and let it ripen?
...
Oh little exhaused Antoine, why must you contort in bed?
Well, it's about time.
The roof is raining mold?
Oh, it's raining babies too! Oh, hello little mold-baby. I shall call you Victoria-Regina.
Well, Victor, maybe if you were not kissing and telling to James you could have witnessed your daughter's birth. Or at least heard your wife screaming in her bedroom.
Like, OH MY GOD, she has my eyes!
Oh, these next post-birth days to follow between infancy and toddler age should be a blast.
I though I might whet your appetite with a little cap from the family screen, showing the family where we last left off.
As is the usual custom, Kerie wakes her son in the morning for the school bus. Let me just say that this child has driven me INSANE, he was born late at night and has never really entered a normal sleeping cycle. He becomes exhausted in the mid-afternoon and must sleep until he wakes up at 1.30 am to play with his toys because his entire fun bar is down. This takes all night to raise, leaving him tired and hungry by 7.00 am. His homework never gets done as he is always in a bad mood due to the mentioned hungry, fun, and energy bars. He often wants to interact with his new pet, but he never can. Sigh. You have a very nice room with very nice toys and good parents who usually remembered to feed you as a baby (you only got 3 messages from the social worker). Yes, your room may be the closet in the parlor, but you have a nice bed, large windows, a toy chest, a night-light, and a wardrobe. So stop complaining.
Meet Suzi, a desperate attempt to restore sanity and well-being in Kerie and Antoine's aspiration bars. Suzi was adopted over the phone and is a rather frisky puppy.
Victor is rather fond of soft, furry things. He is also fond of his white wardrobe with pink flowers on it, but it has since been painted after his wife caught him doing you-know-what while staring at it one evening.
JAYKKK!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh Suzi, snuggle away. I am becoming rather fond of you. And I should remove those windows.
Captured here is a rare moment where Victor-Antoine is able to function correctly without starving or fainting or having a tantrum.
Oh my. This is... I forgot; who was designed by moi to be the partner/bride of Victor before I knew that a legacy sim can only perform the conjugal rights with a townie. What a waste, she's really pretty and their personalities and turn-ons and offs were created to fit together like a puzzle.
"I---I---I sense a disturbance..."
"Hmm... that's about the size of my belly, that." PS: way to finally change into your maternity clothes the day you give birth.
Daddy, where do babies come from?
Um, well, when a mommy and daddy really love eachother.... Umm, a baby grows in the mommy's tummy.
Does the mother eat the baby and let it ripen?
...
Oh little exhaused Antoine, why must you contort in bed?
Well, it's about time.
The roof is raining mold?
Oh, it's raining babies too! Oh, hello little mold-baby. I shall call you Victoria-Regina.
Well, Victor, maybe if you were not kissing and telling to James you could have witnessed your daughter's birth. Or at least heard your wife screaming in her bedroom.
Like, OH MY GOD, she has my eyes!
Oh, these next post-birth days to follow between infancy and toddler age should be a blast.