We end this round with a Rufus appreciation picture set. He’s as cute as a button! (And grumpy as hell!)

My BF just sent me a picture of his newest creation. I must say, his house building skills have improved, a lot less empty spaces.

One day he’ll figure out you can choose the colour of the bed sheets. He’s making baby steps.

Andrea overheats from playing chess for too long (Christy eventually left, because, frankly, she’s got stuff to do).

Are you sure that’s a good idea, Andrea?

“I will wohoo him even if it kills me.”

…Alright.

Toddler training, and Christy visits.

So… um…

Did I dream this or did someone make some sort of custom vacation hood “theme park”? It was beachy and there were a lot of flamingos around.

Well, the “downtown” area looks quite good, but the rest of the city needs more tweaking…

Meanwhile back at home, Tabby trains for her eventual confrontation with the big bad wolf. Cue the bad 80′s training montage music.

HOW MANY BILLS ARE YOU GETTING? WHAT ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME?

There is an interesting arrangement of Sims at the grocery store. Pao spots a new face but doesn’t have time to stop and ask for her name.

“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).