
“Whatcha lookin’ at, punk?”

“Whatcha lookin’ at, punk?”
Are they… are they discussing having more kids? I don’t think Andrea’s up for that, Pao (she’s just not interested in having more kids, no dramatic reason).
If Tabby demands your attention, you better stop everything you’re doing. Even if it’s six in the morning. Especially if it’s six in the morning.
And Rufus grows up into an adorable little chum… with one single nice point. Oh boy. (5/8/9/3/1)
It’s a typical afternoon at the Hogan residence…

…until it’s time for Rufus’ birthday!
Andrea makes the right choice (of soup) and gets promoted to sous chef.
You go, Andrea!
Over at the Hogan household, it’s “slice of life” because holy shit, it’s been half a month and I don’t know what happened anymore.
After Leo got up and headed to work, Kaylynn finds out what the dog did to occupy herself last night…
“This darn dog! Always digging holes. Doesn’t she know how expensive it is to fix them?!… Oh, oh… AWOOOOOOOO!”

Meet Gwydion and Margery Spitzig, the newest addition to the Spitzig household, born in the gravel of a destroyed driveway.
And that’s the rather abrupt ending (mostly because I didn’t feel like figuring out how to fit 6 Sims and a dog into a tiny little house). We’ll catch up with them next round.
Another rather uneventful night. It’s nice that the twins can’t get out of their toddler beds themselves, but Aphrodite would rather see them stay put for the night- they wreak enough havoc on her all day!
Peaceful early morning downstairs. Kaylynn is feeling restless and is up early.
Still, Leo doesn’t want to stress Kaylynn out too much, and so he stays quiet about his fears. He actually has an idea how to solve most of them. He just has to wait for the right moment…