“So, I think I’m getting closer to finding the cure for your… situation.”
“…”
“Ivy? Girl, do you hear me?”
“…”
“Wow, you’re really into reading, huh?”
“So, I think I’m getting closer to finding the cure for your… situation.”
“…”
“Ivy? Girl, do you hear me?”
“…”
“Wow, you’re really into reading, huh?”
Like mother, like daughter?
Good morning, Kaylynn.
Mother-daughter bonding time.
I have no idea why he chose to sit in the flower bed to scratch behind his ear, but I’m still gonna share this picture with you.
Poppy wished for a violin for birthday and she got it. Thankfully, she inherited a few creativity points from Ivy, so playing violin at 2 am in the morning doesn’t sound like a dying cat. Probably still wakes up the neighbours (or sleeping members of the household), though.
She makes up for it with some dinner (I assigned her a Grilled Cheese secondary to match her rather goofy behaviour and it’s already annoying me.) and “family” time with little Poppy.
Kaylynn missed the birthday. She’s become obsessed with not only finding a cure to Plantsim-ism but also with becoming a powerful witch in general.
Ivy is a proud mother-plant.
Much better!
Additional picture of her facial features. There isn’t a lot of Ideal Plantsim in her, I think she’s mostly Ivy (correct me if I’m wrong).