Timothy gets a stern warning. And house arrest. Christy is aghast. She did not raise her son like this. Where did she go wrong?!
(I’ve never seen Sims children fight before!)
Schlagwort: christy harris
What the fuck, Timothy?!
Me too, Christy. Me too.
Finally best friends! (Took them long enough.)
Christy feels much better today and happily dances with her youngest son.
Oh not again! They only have enough money to pay one of the bills. The other will have to wait until Remington has returned from work…
Eventually, the boys are off to school (they grow up so fast *sniff*), Remington heads to work and for the first time in years, Christy has the home all to herself. She celebrates with a nice, hot bath.
“Let’s have another child!”
“Are you insane? We can barely feed the ones we have!”
Christy doesn’t mind ‘practising’ though.
(For the reference, Remington has a “Have baby” want, while Christy has the corresponding fear. I sense conflict in the future…)
Poor Christy is so stressed out that she denies her son a hug. Benny is devastated.
Meanwhile, Andy apparently peed his pants without me noticing. I’m sorry, sweetheart.
This family is certainly a handful…
Brittany stays for the birthday party. The twins grow up into cute little boys.
You know what? Cruel irony. While Sandy the Romance Sim finds parenting a breeze, poor Christy somewhat struggles with it. Her aspiration meter is high enough, but she constantly hungry, stressed out or exhausted. But then again, Sandy is financially stable and can afford nice furniture, while Christy and Remington are dirt-poor and have only the cheapest furniture… And we all know how important expensive furniture is for the well-being of a Sim.
On a positive note, Andy just learned how to walk. Go, Andy! (And with that, the twins have learned everything they need. Time to grow up, I guess?)
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