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I believe this is my "I missed pop #2" picture. Marvel, while the pregnant Quasar engages in her third consecutive Stuff Face, while a phone hangs disemwalled in the air beside her! Marvel, I say!
Quasar: Come here, Athena Isela. Walk here!
Athena: Baroo?
Ares: Come on, just say bottle!
Dreamboat: NO!
Obviously teaching the kids is going quite well.
Note the matching want and fear. Nice one, FAMILY SIM.
Quasar: Man, I'm hungry. Sure wish there was food in this house.
Delivery Man: When you get in there, want to see if someone is home to accept this delivery of groceries? And by groceries, I of course mean delicious food?
Quasar: Sure, I'll see if Ares is home.
-.- Get the groceries, 'Sar.
Yeah, yeah, we're working on it!
I should never have bought Ares that damn tent. He spends ALL of his time in it.
Athena Isela, you are NOT winning heir points right now.
Man, this generation is going by so quickly...(I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THEM ALL GROWED UP)
Quasar: OH MY GOD, SOME TREES ARE ON FIRE. IF ONLY THERE WAS SOME WATER, SOMEWHERE, THAT COULD PUT THEM OUT!
Quasar: WATER! WATER! DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE THERE'S SOME WATER!
...sigh.
Apparently the fire scared the baby right out of her. This is New Galaxy, who is unfortunately the last baby eligible for heir. I say unfortunately, because that adorable bundle of cute is going to end up being a RAGING BITCH.
More pointless background spam. Sorry.
Quasar: Oh god, my son is no longer conscious. What if he has CANCER?!
Yeah, that definitely looks like cancer to me.
Ares: EUCH! My daughter smells like POO!
Athena: Uh, that's because I POOPED, MORON.
The romance of the situation obviously got to these two.
Awww.
Life at the Behr house is pretty ho hum, these days...
The toddlers drink from the fresh bottles, instead of the rotten ones...
New Galaxy spends ALL of her infanthood well fed, clean, and in her crib (which she is NOT grateful for, let me TELL YOU).
And everyone seems to make it to the potty in time!
Both toddlers end up learning all their skills, also.
Athena: Mommy.
Quasar: You said mommy!
Quasar: OMG I said mommy too! Yay us!
See? Constantly doted upon. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS, NEW GALAXY.
Dreamboat: OMG MOM, YOU'RE HERE! I've been screaming for you for the past four hours!
Quasar: =.= I know.
Cute Quasar shower spam!
Quasar: Okay, I'm done. You can go now.
Ares: Thanks. I left dinner on the counter for you.
Ares: OH HOLY GOD THIS WATER IS FREEZING.
Ares' Junk: *retracts*
Ah, yes, the post-shower bath. Classic.
Ares: I built a good sandcastle.
Ares: I am the king of said castle. :D
Hello, autonomous adorability!
HEY, It's Dreamboat's BEAR BOTTOM. GET IT, IT'S LIKE BARE, BUT IT'S BEAR. AND ALSO IT'S BEHR. TRIPLE ENTENDRE WTF! Er, I mean FTW.
Amelia: Hey, dude, sorry for stealing your paper. Have some cheap furniture.
Ares: You know, it's like magic that you guys ALWAYS call right after we finish remodeling.
These two are still quite in love. Also, apparently I never changed Ares' undies.
How quickly indeed.
Of course, you know what this means:
Dreamboat, and his crazy gums!
Athena Isela, and her crazy watermelon jammies!
And the attentive parents. Hey, at least they wanted their kids to grow up well.
Dreamboat: Are you there, God? It's me, Dreamboat.
I'm down here, now, kid.
Dreamboat (ftw).
And Athena Isela, who, to be completely honest, kinda creeps me out. Her head is huge, and her face is REALLY adult for a child. >.>
She's got smarts to go with those looks.
She did this for about an hour until I forced her to go to the bed I'd just bought her.
Meanwhile, these two have a nice dinner together.
Dreamboat: So you really found this starfish yourself?
Quasar: Yep, I really did.
Dreamboat: Hey mom, are you going to have another baby?
Quasar: Why do you ask, sweetie?
Dreamboat: Oh, cuz I learned all about how you make babies! I read about it in a book! And I wouldn't mind another brother or sister.
Quasar: Well, maybe your dad and I should have more sex, then. While you're at school tomorrow.
Dreamboat: *mental image*
WAH WAH WAAHHHHH
Quasar: Well, that was fast.
Next time: New Galaxy as a toddler, and MOAR BABIES?!