The Baldwin Household
Over to the Baldwins! Eventually I’ll write enough captions to motivate me to save the HTML so I won’t have to type the first three again when Tumblr doesn’t save the draft.
Benjamin: It’s been years. Wanna bang?
Isabel: Sure do!
WOW that was fast.
Elsewhere, Sofia is moping because all of her wants are stupid.
Sofia: What’s wrong with wanting skills?
Nothing! Except that you don’t have any with more than three points.
Sofia: So?
There’s a reason this is generally a lifetime want.
Sofia: SO?
So I let her work out. Fitness is her OTH anyway, so even if it won’t make a dent in that want, it might still cheer her up a little.
Isabel: -And that’s how you work out the angle of that triangle in our duvet.
Benjamin: Maths is so sexy.
Benjamin: But I much prefer biology!
Now for fun with the height mod! Benjamin is really tall.
Which makes for some amusing shots when he’s standing next to tiny little Jessica Peterson.
Back home, pregnancy is kicking Isabel’s butt.
Isabel: Nooooo, I was so close!
Isabel: Any chance of a snack before I drop dead?
Nope, no time for that!
‘Cause it’s baby time!
Sofia: Right in front of my salad!?
Sofia: Omg childbirth is NASTY.
Behave yourself.
It’s twins! A boy and a girl! I called them Luna and Levi and the only reason I can tell them apart is because Levi randomly has blonde hair for some reason.
Sofia: And he smells delicious!
Levi: I think I would like to be handed back to my mother now. Or the salad. Either will do.
Isabel: She’s got that new baby smell <3
Speaking of smells...
Isabel: I KNOW.
Neighbour: Speaking of smells...
Isabel: I KNOWWWW!
Benjamin: -And that’s why we should be trying to reduce our dependence on explosive liquid dinosaurs.
Isabel and Benjamin, surveying their stinky kingdom: ...
Isabel and Benjamin: It’s bonin’ time!
Sofia: No bendy arrows.
Isabel: Sure, whatever you say.
Isabel: Do you think we could persuade Sofia to become a witch? And use magic to tidy up a bit? I mean, I'd do it myself, but I’m a Family Sim and I don’t want to.
Benjamin: I thought we were just gonna woohoo?
Cockblocked, Benjamin juggles babies.
Birthday time for Marcus!
Sophie: DO IT QUICK BEFORE SHE CRASHES THE GAME!
Townie: It’s not a texture memory issue, it’s supposed to be this colour.
Sophie: Moveobjects on, delete. Don’t take the risk.
I do not delete the townie, and Marcus grows up just fine.
Marcus: Very fine! Right, mom? Mom?
Isabel: Zzzzz...
Marcus: -Loads of flights cancelled because-
Sofia: Bro hey bro look at this bro look at me juggle bro HEY BRO!
Marcus: Do excuse me for a moment, I just realised I’m old enough to noogie her.
Anyway, Isabel and Benjamin aren’t sleeping very well at the moment because the twins keep screaming because they’ve pooped and neither of them seem capable of changing a nappy without a changing table, which I deleted because they couldn’t get to the Haffa one when it was against the wall. Usually I’d just let them suffer... except Sofia is a light sleeper and the noise keeps her up too and it doesn’t seem fair to punish her for her parent's incompetence.
So I brought them a new changing table. They can’t access the closet now, but that’s a small price to pay for clean babies and a full night’s sleep.
Isabel: A full night’s what now?
And then I missed Levi’s birthday, oops.
Sofia: Hey, excuse me, I’m fucking sick of homework.
Then maybe you shouldn’t have left four piles of it downstairs where I couldn’t find it?
Sofia: I AM NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME!
Marcus: Wow that sucks if only there was some kind of giant fun device right in front of you.
Sofia: SHUTTTTTTT UPPPPPPPP!
Levi: Read me?
Sofia: ...OK.
I manage to catch Luna growing up a little later.
Benjamin: Can’t wait until I never have to do this again.
Better start on the potty training then ASAP.
Benjamin: Haha no, that’s what teenagers are for.
Sofia: I’m only doing this to make the screaming stop.
Twins: *ominous lurking*
Levi has discovered music and is very serious about it.
Oops.
Sofia: I’m so unhappy.
Oh sweetheart, go see your parents, I’m sure one of them will be able to cheer you up.
Isabel: Rub my magic lamp.
Never mind!
The twins have mastered the potty.
Sofia’s sleep schedule is still messed up, so she spends the night stargazing for cash.
Date night for Isabel and Benjamin.
Benjamin: Did we leave one of the kids in the high chair?
Benjamin: Wait, do we even own a high chair?
The lot crashed upon loading and I sure do hope that’s a visual glitch and not a sign of corruption.
Then because I can’t take a hint, I sent Sofia and Marcus out to the pool.
Sofia: Where is everyone?
Dunno. I suspect this lot’s broken.
So I teleported over a few people to keep them company.
And then they headed off to the park.
Marcus: Ahhh, toasty.
You want a hot tub?
Benjamin: I sure do!
You mean one like this, that’s already in your apartment building?
Benjamin: No, I want one that’s mine.
Oops.
That would look more impressive without the prissy pink night gown.
Landlord: STINKY.
Isabel: Only Benjamin’s allowed to ask about my magic lamp.
Erin: I was being literal. Ew.
A little slow dancing.
Then off to the spa for a relaxing massage.
Isabel: So are you all relaxed and flexible?
Benjamin: Most of me.
Isabel: I’ll massage that bit for you then!
It’s nearly the end of the week, so I invited Uncle Carlos over for a visit.
Uh, Benjamin? Aren’t you forgetting something?
Benjamin: No, I know there’s another drink there.
I was talking about that.
Benjamin: Aww, my salmon. :(
Sofia: And so the three bears ate her instead.
Luna: You know what, they’ve got a point.
Luna: Paddling pool!
But the twins are due to grow up next round and the apartment is a cramped squeeze already, so it’s off to a new house in the country, with no landlord to complain about the smell.
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