Nice fall (into winter) view of the lighthouse to get us started.
Lots going on this time and not many pictures to document it. I got injured Thursday night when the husband tried to kill me. Then yesterday, I stayed home in an attempt to recuperate some more and my kid (13) went out and bagged his first deer with his dad and uncle, a 9 point buck. I told them that as long as I don’t have to see the corpse or eat the meat, to have fun.
I’m a city girl through and through. We don’t do hunting where I come from. That’s why we have fucking grocery stores.
Jared: Holy shit. I now see why my brother loves you.
Jared’s shocked face had me dying.
Ivory is not amused.
Ivory was on her way to get a makeover at the salon, but she couldn’t get one by clicking on the makeover station or by asking the stylist. So, Ivory didn’t want to waste the trip and magically upgrades the makeover station. She still couldn’t get a makeover afterwards and that wish is deleted.
Because you never did get to see a decent pick of Linen. He’s also in a mood swing and wanted a new haircut.
Ivory: Oh shit.
Whatever gender she has locked in through the last three (or was it 2) pregnancies is still there and now the opposite gender is added. She now wants a boy and a girl.
Is this Rosemary? I think it is.
It’s Chamomile. My bad. They all look the same to me.
As mentioned, Sage has reappeared for Rosemary, so she makes him real. He had the dark skin/black eyes and was face one, so I replaced him with an unnamed sim from my savedsims folder. I am only have a small amount of sims in there, so it should be easy to figure out his name and properly link to his creator/writer.
In the background, Ivory is heading for food, Lace is heading to do her homework, and Rosemary bails on Sage and heads to make sandcastles.
Everyone was busy and this little one was hungry, so I had Sage feed her.
No, I can’t recall her name. Peach. Omg, I suck today.
After her bottle, Ivory and Chris want Peach to grow up well. Lace is the only one not busy, so she starts on Peach’s potty training.
I really need to check traits. I think Chamomile is a perfectionist and Sage is neat, so a lot of cleaning gets done. Chammie even makes her bed every morning before school.
Random pic with no meaning or this is where they both wished for after school jobs.
Peach: LET ME OUT! FEED ME!
Ivory: Let’s buy a car worth $10,000 so that we can be broke.
I think this is Chris’ wish.
Rosemary, Chamomile and Sage all wanted to go trick or treating, but after getting on their costumes and heading to the first house, there was no option. I just left them out there to freeze and make their own way home.
Lace: Sure, I’ll go take care of your kid while you pop out another one you don’t need.
The house grows bigger. The outdoor equipment was all random wishes except the slide/swings. Added in a 3rd floor.
I apparently didn’t document on the new baby. Ivory is still working on that mood enhancer.
She knows almost every other potion though.
Rosemary is the first one to ever find the block table.
Woo! There it is!
I didn’t even know he was at work. Go you!
Oh for the love of..
Ivory must be pregnant again for this to show up.
Everyone was out making sandcastles today.
Rosemary: I love daddy Chris’ new fridge!
Both want to go to prom, so I figure they should go together.
Peach is all skilled up (I think). She is left to work on the books as she sees fit.
The laundry is so bad here that two maids showed up today.
Ivory actually remembered that she had a toddler underfoot.
Sage and Rosemary aged up right before Prom.
King and Queen were exactly as I figured it would be.
Same with this.
The rest of prom was saccharine sweet getting punch and strong feelings crap.
Back home Ivory wants to get rid of Rosemary.
Peach has read her books and got to have a birthday.
Chris immediately wants to get rid of her.
Peach lets out her IF. I think he is named Orange.
Remember that labor in front of the stairs with no pic of the baby? I remember why now.
Triplet boys. They take up everyone’s time and are very needy.
Ivory and Chris have enough wishes between them to have them all age up well, so everyone is drafted into helping make that happen.
Ivory wanted a new haircut.
Pregnant in the sandbox in the middle of winter.
I think I bailed here for work (and an escape to all the kids). I swear, she better have one boy and one girl to take care of the wishes she and Chris have. Then I’m turning off woohoo forever.