Last time, Blake and Damon became children and their younger sister, Amelia, claimed their crown as the Most Annoying Toddler Ever. Tresjna and Lolly were still very much in love, despite Tresjna being very unhappy about her role as full-time legacy child birther. Can’t say I blame her.
Also, my chapters will be without title shots for a short while, as my editing program requires updating and I’m simply too lazy.
But seriously. How could anyone NOT want to have a child this adorable?
Ayla: He’s neither adorable nor cool, he’s just another mess-maker around here.
Let’s just ignore how grumpy Ayla is these days and focus on how awesome it is that she’s helping out, even though she’s on freewill!
Oh. Nevermind.
Despite all the scowling, though, Ayla continues to be a fantastic grandmother. She’s already good friends with Amelia.
Ayla: Who’s gonna take this legacy back from that pansy, “artistic” son of mine? You are! That’s right, you are, Amy!
Amelia: Me, me!!
Pansy or not, Lolly is still adorable… and still very into his wife. Tresjna doesn’t seem to mind the attention.
However, she still isn’t nearly as happy about being a mother.
Amelia: Put me down! I STINKY!
Tresjna: Could someone shut this thing up, please?
As usual, it’s Nix to the rescue. Ayla’s all about playing with the toddlers, but she’s nowhere to be found the second they start bawling.
Nix: She broke the rules. When we got married, she promised we’d be rich by now and I could retire, peacefully, in France.
Yeah, that isn’t going to happen.
Tresjna seems more than pleased with the chance to relinquish her caregiving duties.
Also, she now refuses to wear pants. Or shower. While I do remember those days early after my son was born, I don’t recall them lasting well into his childhood.
Tresjna: Hey, if you’re going to force me to keep popping out kids, I think I should at least get to choose my clothes.
Oh, you’d have to be wearing some clothes to state that you’d chosen them, sweetie.
At least while she’s standing about, stinking and half naked, she’s watching her family progress. Lolly has precious little time for skilling on his own, now that he has yet another toddler to train.
Lolly: That’s my girl, Amy! Just move with Daddy.
Even clothes-changing seems fun when Lolly gets to help out.
Potty training is less fun, though.
Amelia: NO WANT POTTY!! NOOOO!!!
True story: when my brother was little, he walked in on our dad plunging the toilet. My dad thought it would be funny to freak him out, so he started shouting “GIVE ME YOUR PEEPEE” while he plunged (idk what that was supposed to mean lol). It scared my brother so badly that he wasn’t potty trained until he was 5. He’s now a Marine, serving in Okinawa… so, y’know, they didn’t start out heroes.
Nix seems more than a little heart-broken to be giving up his position as primary caregiver, though. :(
Nix: Nope, I’m just heart-broken that nobody in this house seems capable of making waffles without burning them.
True story.
The boys are still here, and they’re still fighting over who gets to sleep in the sleeping bag, even though they have perfectly acceptable beds of their own.
Damon: Don’t make me turn the radio on, brother.
Blake: ZzzzShuddupI’msleepinherezzzZ
Lolly: I’m exhausted and hungry and my plate is empty!
Maybe if you didn’t pick plates up off the ground, especially when the fridge is FULL of left-overs, you’d have a more suitable meal.
Lolly: Nevermind, I’ve got all the tastiness I need right here. Wanna get dirty, Tresjna?
Tresjna: I just took a shower… so you know I do!
Damon had other ideas, though.
Damon: I’m tired, mother. I require a story to lull me to sleep.
Tresjna: I’m not reading you a damn story. If you don’t go straight to bed, you’re going to learn a lot more about where babies come from than a boy your age has any right knowing.
She meant it.
Damon: This is awful… I may never sleep again.
These are the eyes of a child who has seen too much.
Seriously, he stayed for the entire “show”. :(
Damon: Screw this, I’m taking the sleeping bag.
That’s probably a wise decision at this point.
Our older couple were being a bit less frisky.
Nix: How about it, Ayla. You feelin a bit “tired”?
Ayla: Shh, Nix! My shows are on!
With his father preoccupied, and his grandparents lazy, cleaning the most disgusting bathroom ever fell on Blake’s shoulders. Considering what his brother just went through, I think he got off easy.
Tresjna: …and that is why you wait until Mommy and Daddy aren’t busy to ask for your stupid bedtime stories. Got it?
Damon: *avoids eye contact* Got it. Hey, Mom? Do you think you could put some pants on before you ever come near me again?
Tresjna: No, son. I just can’t make that promise.
Tresjna: My motherly duties have been fulfilled. This pleases me.
Damon: Yeah, I was right. I’m never sleeping again.
With Damon refusing sleep, Tresjna was sucked into reading a story to Blake, as well.
Blake: Damon told me what happened. I can’t close my eyes without seeing them *shudder*
These poor boys are traumatized for life.
I was surprised to see Ayla changing Amelia’s diaper… she really doesn’t do that kind of thing on her own.
But I guess she just wanted to celebrate her birthday with her youngest grandchild nearby.
Ayla: Yay! I’m becoming old! Maybe they’ll finally leave me alone and I can get some sleep!
I doubt it.
Blake was so excited that he skipped school to see his grandmother age up… Unsurprisingly, Tresjna didn’t even bother with pants.
Ayla really isn’t the type to let her hair turn white with age. I think she grew up quite well!
Ayla: Damned right I did!
Since Blake only managed to mop up the puddles on the floor, getting the bathroom back in working order fell to Lolly. It was disgusting.
After cleaning the toilet, he gained the first of many handiness skills by repairing the sink.
Meanwhile, Tresjna continued to be harrassed by her children.
Blake: Mom, I’m really tired. Can you read me a story?
Tresjna: You’re going to want to get out of my way right now, Blake.
Blake: I’m not going to bed without my story.
She pretty much plowed through him on her way to the bathroom. Thankfully, Lolly had most of it cleaned by them.
Lolly: For the first time ever, I don’t want to make out with my wife.
Tresjna: I heard that! GROPFHLGGLURGG
Lolly: Yeah, I’m not apologizing for that.
He did try making it up to her once her teeth were cleaned, though.
Lolly: Sweetie, I’m sorry… I still don’t want to make out with you while you’re vomiting, but we can make out now if you want.
Blake: Please, Mom, just let me leave the room first, okay?
Tresjna continued blocking the way, so I blame her for the first fail of this chapter.
When he stumbled out of her room, Tresjna reluctantly agreed to read Blake that story.
Tresjna: And the moral of the story is: asking Mommy for bedtime stories is never a good idea.
Lolly: I feel like I’ve forgotten something important.
Nix: Damn right, you have! You’ve forgotten to feed your father, and if you don’t fix it soon I’m going to steal this bowl of mush away from Amelia. Just see if I don’t!
Lolly: No, Dad, I don’t think that’s it…
Lolly: But, wow, I really am hungry.
Tresjna: You forgot to take the food out of the oven, you idiot!
Lolly: Hey! Just calm down! I’ve got everything under control!
Blake: Damnit! Mom’s story scared me so bad that I was taking a nap out here… and you idiots just can’t keep it down!
Both of the boys went off to school with almost no sleep from the night before. I can’t say I blame them, but I will be very unhappy if they give me too many fails today.
This picture is just here to show you that Amelia loves her IF. She plays with him far more than the boys ever played with theirs.
Speaking of babies, the Nawatts are expecting a new one! Hopefully this one will be a girl. This will definitely be the last pregnancy, and I’d love for Amelia to have a little competition for heir.
I was so excited by the pregnancy that I wasn’t paying attention when I got a pop-up asking if Damon could go home with some boy from school. So, despite being exhausted, that’s exactly what he did.
And this is that boy. I forgot to write down his name, but I thought it was strange that he’s living with Elphaba Chimeree (Tresjna’s mom!) despite not being related to her in any way.
Damon did nothing other than stand around looking like this, so I sent him home.
Damon: I can’t go back there… I just can’t!
And he was greeted by his other grandmother, who quickly proved why he would’ve been better off with Elphaba.
Ayla: Quit taking pictures! I don’t want them to see me like this!
Too late.
Lolly was back at teaching Amelia, who quickly picked up her first word.
Lolly: Then, if you’re heir, we’ll get your picture painted!
Amelia: Pic-shure! Me!
And the boys were soon ready to kiss the life of endless-bedtime-story-trauma goodbye.
Damon: I wish… to completely forget every second of my childhood.
Blake: Oh, good wish! Me too, me too!
Tresjna: Yeah, I’d like to forget a lot of things, too… like the fact that I’m pregnant again.
She really is terribly unhappy… but so beautiful. We need those genetics!
Here’s teen Damon! He gained the Proper trait and, I must say, he’s adorable. That makes him an athletic, excitable boy who’s obsessed with propriety and keeping his clothes on at all times. Interesting.
Of course, his grandmother was too busy failing to care. >.<
And here’s Blake! He gained his mother’s disinterest in clothing, along with the Angler trait (yawn). He is now an Excitable Eccentric who’s afraid of water but likes to fish in it.
And, like his grandmother, Damon couldn’t care less. :(
And then there’s this, dear readers. I’ve read quite a few ISBIs and I’ve NEVER seen anything like it. So, I’d like to announce ISBI history-in-the-making:
The Synchronized Self Urination!
Oh, boy, am I proud. *facepalm*
Ayla: Look at you, you disgusting boy! Don’t you know what toilets are for?
Blake: Quit picking on me, Grandma! You didn’t make it to the toilet, either!
It’s true. I submit that enormous, undoubtedly stinking, puddle as evidence of two more points lost this chapter. :(
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I’m so excited about this! It’s good to see Tripp doing something. :)
And this is, in my opinion, the best example of the game auto-naming a sim EVER. Grape + Taffy = Candy. Awesome.
For about two seconds, I thought that Willow was back, because Tripp couldn’t possibly be old enough to have an adult child… then I realized it was a dog :(
And they certainly wasted no time. Hopefully they’ll have babies soon!
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Torch Holders: 2
Sim Failing School: 1
Visit from Service Sim: 5
Passing Out: 13
Self-Urination: 17
Accidental Deaths: 0
Social Worker Visit: 0
Births: 6
Twin Births: 1
Triplet Births: 0
Fulfilling LTW: 0
Achieving Honor Roll: 0
Randomizing every LTW choice and trait for a whole generation: 1
Not using spares Happiness points for a generation: 1
Every 100,000 dollars: 0
Having an NPS Spouse reach the top of their career: 0
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Blake: It’s cool. I’m cool. I didn’t pee, I just changed my clothes… yeah, I know I stink, Grandma, BUT YOU DO, TOO!
Love love love!
Those boys are gorgeous! Holy cow! I can’t wait to see what the next baby looks like…and see what little Ameila looks like all grown up! Maybe the new baby will have Lolly’s skin!
Thank you!
I love the boys so much. I have a soft spot for Blake, but they’re both gorgeous. I’m really, really hoping the last baby is blue AND a girl. That would be perfect!
It’s funny because I had such a hard time getting a baby that wasn’t blue last time and now I can’t manage to get one who is!