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Apparently, word of William’s little loyalty fail at the costume party didn’t get out.

William, on the other hand, turned out to REALLY like his hotdog costume. He said it really piqued his creativity.

He did everything in it.

When he came to bed in it, I told him that I couldn’t stand to look at it. He’d have to get rid of the costume or find someplace else to sleep.

You see how that worked out.

I heard from my brother and sister.

Branden’s a medical intern these days. He and his girlfriend just moved into a fancy new house.

Deanne is just head over heels about her new girlfriend. At least, I think Kristina is her girlfriend. I’m a little unclear on that.

Back at home, Imogen was getting into everything.

Franklin actually started doing his homework! Maybe now he won’t fail school.

Apparently, Helen did nothing cute at all in this chapter because you only see her once in the background.

Bungle, on the other hand, started making my life difficult again. He started following me around, whining that we never talk anymore.

Once he even trapped me in a corner of the nursery.

“Look,” I shouted at him, “You may be my best friend, I have got to set some boundaries here! Give me some space, or I’ll turn you back into a doll and give you to my kids.”

That shut him up for a while.

I had to get out of the house, and I got a tip that took me to the local Sim Fu Academy. I passed  Caitlin on the way and waved at her.

It was a long stakeout on a bleak, chilly night. But that’s the kind of thing you sign up for when you become a private eye. I could handle it.

At least the Sim Fu Academy was pretty.

Finally, paydirt!

Except it was actually just two people meeting up after a sim fu class to flirt. They weren’t even married to other people or anything.

So much for that tip.

William had much more fun with his evening.

I think he’s picked a favorite child.

It’s not really fair to the other children, but if he’s paternal at all, I’m going to call it a win.

Imogen really is just a little bit… wild. I think they may have the most compatible personalities.

After he put his littlest princess to bed, William got down to the really important stuff in his life.

When I got home, a neighbor’s dog with some kind of pigment disorder was shredding our old newspaper. I yelled at him to go home.

Mama had a long day at work. She was getting ready to run for Governor! Her campaign was in crazy fundraising mode.

At least, I thought she was running for Governor.

When she got home, she had an odd, wicked smile on her face. She said that she’s had enough of politics after all and was going to go change to a more suitable career.

She didn’t elaborate, and I was afraid to ask. I thought Mama got all her Evil out of her system when we kids were young, but you never can tell.

Then this happened.

This big blue dragon-like thing just reached its head down through the ceiling and took a big bite out of the kitchen counter.

It didn’t even knock!

I got out my phone. “All right,” I said. “That’s enough. We’re moving.


Fired from job: 0 + 1 = 1

Hetal got fired, and it was my fault. Whenever she had the open to steal from campaign funds, I said yes. I mean, she is Evil after all. I didn’t think she’d be able to resist. I didn’t realize she’d immediately get an offer to join the Criminal career, though. That was awesome.

And let’s here it for really epic game glitches!

As far as I can tell, the happiness reward pet bed was glitched in Hetal’s bedroom on the second floor. It was causing all sorts of graphics collapses whenever I moved the camera upstairs. I tried to delete it, and that sort of helped, but not enough.

So next post will be back on an apartment lot!

  Once we got Helen settled and Gideon in bed, I decided to take some time to relax.

When William wandered by, I called to him, “Come on in, the water’s fine!”

“Um,” he said. “I’m sure you’re really angry at me, but–“

“Hush now,” I replied. “Here’s where you make it up to me.”

“Yes, ma’am!” he replied!

And he did.

Not creepy at all that Bungle watched the whole thing. No siree.

One of these days I’m going to really kick his butt.

After that, it was back to feed the baby.

William decided to keep Franklin company on his first night in a big boy bed. Awww.

OK, maybe not so cute now.

I love how he just shook the pee off his ankle and wandered off as if nothing happened. Way to be classy.

Right to bed with me. How nice.

Franklin’s such a conscientious kid. It’s good to have someone to help clean up, rather than just someone who LEAVES HIS BOTTLES OF BLOOD EVERYWHERE.

Then, when we were all least prepared, it happened.

Mum was, I think 107. We knew she was on borrowed time. But that didn’t make me any more ready to see her go.

She seemed to take everything in stride. I’m sure that the Netherworld will just be another adventure for her.

Somehow it seems appropriate that Grim couldn’t even reach her across a level floor with no obstructions.

So she just left him there, complaining on the landing, and walked off into the next world.

That left the rest of us behind. Mama was, of course, devastated. I don’t think she really could believed it had happened.

Bungle slammed the door on William, and both of us missed our chance to see her go. I have no regrets, though. She and I patched up our teenage feuds a long time ago.

Poor Franklin. I’m sorry he had to go through it.

I don’t think I’m speaking to Bungle right now.

At least Gideon and Helen are too young to know what happened, though now they won’t get to know their Grandmum.

Nova slept through the whole thing, but at least she dreamed of Mum.

And hey, I’m feeling sick again. I don’t think I need to guess what this is.

William and I buried ourselves in our work to get through our grief.

Hey, I think I found a potion for morning sickness!

And of course we treasured our children.

Franklin was so lost in thought about his Grandmum that he didn’t make it home from school one day.

Instead, he went back to his classroom to play games by himself.

I think he just needed the alone time.

I took a few more cases and used public bathrooms for my office.

Get a load of this client! Not bad!

With Mum gone, William and Mama worked a lot harder at being civil to each other.

Gideon continued to make noise.

Franklin went on a field trip to the science center.

Where he tried to work up the nerve to talk to a girl from his class.

And almost managed it.

But she headed home on her bike instead.

He was pretty choked up about it.

By the time Helen’s birthday rolled around, I think we were doing a lot better.

Wait! Where’d she go?

Oh, there she is!

My little girl.

I got out and took a long walk one evening to meet with a client.

Who asked me to go all the way back home and collect dirt — literally — on the family in the house next door.

About the time I reported back to her, it was really time!

So I made the trek back to the hospital by myself.

I have to give it to William, though — he learned his lesson. He came racing in like an undead, bloodsucking Superman. Faster than a speeding bullet!

And guess who was on duty to help me bring our fourth child into the world!

Meet Imogen

I think maybe I’m going to call our family done now.


Children: 8 + 1 = 9

Deaths: 0 + 1 = 1 (but it’s not untimely)

Self-peeing: 10 + 1 = 11

I let Allison live out her very long life without giving her any trouble, just because she was Allison, but everyone seems to be way outliving their lifespans now. I’ve changed some StoryProgression settings to make the chance of death a lot more likely after a sim reaches the end of her lifespan.

I’m going with the one-child-per-letter convention, and I turned out to be really hard. If she were male, I’d’ve gone for Ivan. I’ve renamed her several times, but I think I’m going with Imogen. It’s sort-of Ire in Wonderland, pronounced a little funny. I also just like the name Imogen :).

Helen just aged up to child in gameplay, so I’m actually getting pretty close to being caught up!

Franklin continues to get more independent. He’s even cute when he poops.

Even cuter when someone else takes away the mess.

I’ve been able to take some time to spend with Bungle. He may be a pain in the butt, but he’s my imaginary pain in the butt, and I don’t want to lose him — at least most of the time.

Business continues to be good. Here I am meeting a client at the hot springs at night. I didn’t ask her why.

William got invited to a party. I was kind of put out that I wasn’t invited. He said not to be jealous. All he did was watch TV while some guy peed himself.

Gideon is wilder than Franklin. He’s always engaged in something.

He’s also louder.

He likes pushing his toys into pretty patterns. I think he’s going to be an artist like his father.

He also loves to be the center of attention, and he makes his serious big brother laugh.

He plays hard and, mercifully, sleeps hard.

Which you could also say of William.

Mum is such a sweet and trusting child at heart. I have to keep an eye on her to make sure some jerk doesn’t take advantage of her.

Mama, on the other hand, has been giving William a hard time for letting me make all the money.

She thinks if he had any brains at all, he’d be trying to sell his paintings or *something*.

Don’t worry. I sneak them out of the house and sell them when he isn’t looking anyway.

William prefers to defend himself by being gross. It works pretty well.

And the kitties continue to be cute. We haven’t seen them for a while.

Mama helps clean a lot. And that’s great because she’s usually cleaning up messes she made to begin with.

My folks have never lost than lovin’ feeling. It warms my heart to see them — in that icky, wash out your brain sort of way.

Wow. I can’t believe it, but Franklin’s going to be a child!

For some reason, everyone in the family wanted to blow their horns at ME. My ears still ring a little.

And here’s my little vampire boy in cross-eyed splendor.

We celebrated my oldest son’s birthday with a big show in the back yard.

Then my dear family tried to clean up their cake plates and broke EVERYTHING.


Mum read Franklin his first bedtime story. The first of many.

I went to put Gideon to bed.

Hmm. Actually, I think I’d better put him down again.


William decided to take a nap while I ran off to the hospital.

Then he realized I’d probably stake him if he didn’t come with me, but he got lost on the way to the hospital and ended up in a crowd of people hanging around at the tavern after closing time.

That’s the story he told me. I don’t know if I believe it. He is going to have to make this up to me. A lot.

By myself, I brought our baby girl into the world

Meet little Helen!


Babies: 7 + 1 = 8

And here we have the third member of Generation 3! Helen is also a vampire and a witch.

“Hell in Wonderland,” get it?? I’ve been dying to use that name, which is why Erin had to eat watermelons :).

My parents still have this thing about the rocking chair.

They both want to rock in it, and they don’t care whether they have a baby with them or not.

I could just get another one, but I refuse to give in.

And did I mention that Franklin is sweet? And smart?

He’s just so good at amusing himself. So long as someone feeds him and cleans his potty, he’s good to go.

I’ve been able to take it easy while I’m gestating.

And at last the day has arrived for my littlest boy!

William insisted on doing the honors this time.

Hey, is it a little hot in here?

Sometimes William is such a showoff.

He really resented it when we were more interested in the baby than we were in him.

And here’s Gideon!

This birthday certainly made me hungry, and cake doesn’t look so good. Pardon me while I eat a baby watermelon.

After I got Gideon settled in his playpen, I headed over to the market square to check the alchemical consignment shop for some ingredients in need.

They had a few items for horrible prices, but beggars can’t be choosers. I don’t have the time or interest to start a garden.

And hey, look what they have here. What witch can resist a crystal ball?

I wonder what the future holds for me?

Whee! Something good! I knew it would.

Something VERY good, I see. Get a load of this fellow. Yum.

He wanted to know if I would read his fortune. How cute!

So, what does the future hold for him? And how long can I keep him here, looking at me like that?

Not very long. There’s his girlfriend.

Ah well. It was a nice fantasy. Now to head home to my devoted husband.

When I got home, all heck had broken loose — if  you can pardon my language.

Mama reported that Peanut’s time had come. I couldn’t tell if she was miserable or delighted. Maybe both. Mama can be hard to read sometimes.

Peanut had a good life. We’ll miss him, but I think he knew we loved him.

And to my surprise, I found that Grim was still around, cackling a the refrigerator.

I wanted to get onto good terms with this Grim as soon as possible.

He seemed pretty cheerful and nonthreatening. He said he’d love to stay to dinner the next time someone in our family died.

I can’t say the prospect was thrilling, but at least he wasn’t threatening.

That’s all good for you, little one. We’re going to protect you.


Gideon is a witch, but not a vampire. And he clearly has the Anjali nose :). I looked up his traits recently, and I STILL can’t remember them. Argh. I know he’s a Savvy Sculptor.

He looks like he got a lot of looks from Erin — possibly too many. But we’ll have to wait until he’s a teen to know.

New baby with the next post!

Now our nursery holds two. How sweet.

I think Franklin will be a great big brother.

He’s already so independent.

And creative!

So independent that William and I could take a little time to ourselves.

We made good use of it.

I guess no pleasure comes without consequences. I don’t know when I’ll find time to fix the shower.

I guess I got a little too upset. Sometimes I don’t know my own witchcraft.

The least fun part of parenting is the potty training.

See what I mean?


And leave it for their hard-working wife to plunge. Yuck!

At least he’s a good father.

So good that I think sometimes Mama feels threatened.

Isn’t he sweet! When he’s not screaming his head off, Franklin always has a smile on his face.

After I plunged the toilet, I really needed to get out of the house. So I took a case.

The mayor of Aurora Skies wanted me to get the dirt on her political opponents.

Classy. Well, you know I’m always up to get paid.

I headed back to the mayor to tell her that she didn’t have much to worry about.

But wow, did the whole thing leave a bad taste in my mouth.

I had a real craving for watermelons, so I headed to the grocery store to buy a snack.

Mama cleaned while I was out. I really appreciate my parents.

Mum got lonely and hung out on the swing under the stars.

I dashed to the salon to check on a new case.

Clues, clues. There can be clues anywhere. You just have to look.

Oh hey, my sister Caitlin showed up!

I guess she’s seriously thinking about getting into Style. She brought our niece Rosie with her to give her a new look.

And voila! Actually, Rosie wasn’t that wild about the new look. Caitlin will have to practice some more, I think.

When I got home, the kids were in good hands.

And William was back to his normal self. Well, normal with an enormous cloud of stink.

As I was headed to bed, I had a familiar feeling.

Another baby on the way!


Wow, I really did roll through the kids fast with Erin, didn’t I?

Another day past in beautiful Aurora Skies!

 So, I heard about the candy-stealing incident.

I love Mama very much, but sometimes she goes to far, and I just had to let her know.

I hope she gets the message that in the future my kids are going to keep their candy.

After I had it out with Mama, I dropped by Deanne’s place. She called me and wanted to get together.

I don’t think her daughter Rosie likes me very much.

Deanne’s house is hard to get into.

But fortunately she eventually came to the door.

It turned out she wanted to hire me, of all things.

We had a long talk about her life and the stuff she wanted me to investigate.

With frequent digressions.

I mean, she IS my sister.

I told her that her secrets were safe with me. Provided she paid me my fee when the work was done. That ought to go without saying.

It was great catching up, but finally I had to leave.

On my way out, I tried again to make nice with my niece.

Rosie is a hard girl to get to know!

It turns out that Franklin takes after both me AND William.

My sweet little vampire witch boy!

William really dotes on him.

When I got home, I let William go on playing with our little dark angel and set about making some dinner.

Once Franklin was in bed, William was suddenly struck by his muse.

He decided to draw my computer desk.

Mum stayed in the nursery to keep an eye on the, um, baby. I’m sure that’s what she was doing.

Then she went about cleaning again! I guess I’m going to have to get used to that.

You don’t think pregnancy is making my face look puffy, do you?

I do hope the baby weight comes off fast.

Oh noes! Fretful baby!

William to the rescue!

I’m so glad I don’t have to worry about Franklin. It gives me so much more time to work. And incubate the next kid.

Since Franklin didn’t seem interested in going back to sleep after his nighttime tantrum, Mama stayed up with him.

Or maybe her real goal was to get time in the rocking chair. There seems to be some kind of feud going on between my folks over it.

My investigation took me to meet the very interesting sim I first saw at the tavern.

She turned out to be very chatty. I wonder if Deanne is interested in her.

Just in case, I suggested that if she were married, she ought to get a divorce.

William tried to intimidate Mum.

She was delighted. Did he really think that a show of fangs would scare Mum? She loves that stuff.

I got home to find a random neighbor angry because we lock our doors. Well, that’s a bit too friendly for my taste.

I made sure she got a BIG GREETING!

She didn’t like it much. Maybe she’ll get the message.

William cleaned! I have such a helpful family.

Mum discovered that some of our old family pictures were destroyed. Wiped clean and gray. It’s pretty sad.

She was really mad about it.

William is so into fatherhood that he decided to draw his sleeping son. Isn’t that the sweetest thing you ever saw? I think William might be losing his edge.

And then it was that time again!

William was busying with his drawing when the pains hit.

I decided not to bother him and just left a message with Mum to let him know I was off having our child.

This is such a nice, modern hospital compared to Moonlight Falls. I hope the pain medication is also extra modern.

William heard that I was at the hospital and dropped what he was doing to get there as fast as possible. I guess he knows how important it is to stay in my good graces. He’s already very well trained.

But he took a shortcut.

That didn’t work out so well for him.

That turned out to be a great thing because I had someone to laugh at while I was giving birth.

Introducing our second son, Gideon!


Still no fails. How lovely.

I love the name Gideon. Also, “Giddy in Wonderland” entertains me.

What I really need are suggestions for I names, particularly female I names. If you have anything in mind, drop it on the name suggestion page!

William got up early to look after Franklin so that I could get a bit more sleep. That’s…. disturbingly considerate of him. Also fatherly.

That’s so cute I could swoon. But I won’t.

William is incredibly happy to be a father.

I guess he wasn’t kidding about wanting another chance.

After giving me a cheery, “Good morning!” he had a long talk with Mum about how he keeps his fangs sparking clean. I think it’s the first civil conversation he’s had with her.

Mama headed to work. She’s planning to run for office here in Aurora Skies.

I settled down to surf the internet, looking for clients.

Though I had to interrupt myself for a dash to the bathroom.

What’s this? Was dinner spoiled? Wait, I cooked dinner!

Once I cleaned up and was feeling better, I met up with my new client.

She wanted me to do some serious spying on her neighbor.

But that’s the kind of job I signed up for. Who cares about other people’s privacy anyway?

I met up with my client in a pub bathroom to give her the information I was able to gather about her neighbor. That was a totally appropriate business location.

Hey, there are some really interesting folks in this town.

After a long, hard day of digging in trash, I decided to treat myself at the spa.

Mmmmm. Mud bath. Messy, but wonderful.

While I was gone, William and my folks looked after Franklin.

They were kind of competitive about it, really.

Mama is wonderful with her grandson most of the time, but she has some weird impulses that make me nervous.

I mean, really. He’s a baby!

Mum really should put a stop to this. She’s the only one who can make Mama do anything.

William finished out the day on the sofa in the living room, watching zombies on TV.

Then I got home, and it was time to celebrate!

Franklin was growing up!


I can really see his daddy in him.

Though I’m not sure whose hair that is…

We all left Franklin on the floor and dug into the cake.

Then I but my little angel to bed with a kiss on the forehead.

William finished his first painting in our new house. I hope the next one is better.

And hey! It looks like I’m going to have another baby!

How about that!


No fails! Lots of mundanity.

I’m also trying to track how many cases Erin has solved to see if it really is possible to get to 30 of them for that LTW.

I might have overreacted a bit to that conversation with Grim. We packed up the next day and moved halfway across the Simworld to a new townhome in downtown Aurora Skies.

Though I have to say that the view was amazing.

We settled into the basics of moving in. Like picking the baby up off the driveway.

And laying out new food for the cats.

This place had space for a nice large nursery. Franklin would have all kinds of things to play with when he was finally able to move on his own.

The place was kind of a fixer upper. Somebody was trying to turn it into a graveyard. Not sure why they thought that was a good idea.

The sight of the weeds and human remains made me feel kind of sick.

I didn’t let my traitorous stomach keep me from making this place nice for us to live in. I had a son to think about.

One of the first things William did was set up his easel.

Singularity found plenty of vermin to stalk. That says great things about the neighborhood, I know.

After a hard day moving in, William and I found time to relax with a little juice pong.

Mum didn’t some cleaning up. It’s like my real mum was kidnapped and replaced with someone else.

And Mama got to know the neighbors.

I can tell folks are going to love us in this town.

It didn’t take us long to find our routines.

I made sure that William and I had some new options for, you know, private time.

Oh yeah, and the ghost doesn’t like our dishwasher. She could just MOVE OUT you know.

I think we’re going to like it here.


Fights: 1 + 1 = 2

Hetal is a menace in her old age.

I couldn’t think of a good way to put this in the story, but the deal with the house is that we got one of those rare move-in challenges where the lot was once a graveyard. It had some random gems to collect, was overgrown with weeds, and had graves with ghosts around. We tried to get rid of the ghosts and eventually called the ghostbuster.

I hurried to get a very stinky new Mr. William Wonderland home before he could do any more damage to himself or others.

As soon as we got home, William headed straight for the bathtub.

I, on the other hand, was exhausted. It seemed like ages since I’d had a good night’s sleep. I headed to bed and was asleep within minutes.

I woke up to the sound of Bungle freaking out.

“I’m trying to sleep!” I shouted at him. “Will you stop making all that noise?”

“But you’re having a baby!” Bungle cried.

“Of course I’m having a baby!” I snapped. “That why I need my beauty rest!”

Then the contraction really hit me. “Holy crap!” I said. “I’m having a baby!”

Why Bungle knew I was in labor before I did is one of those questions I know better than to ask.

And where was William? He was having another argument with Mum. He didn’t respond when I called him.

So I headed to the hospital by myself. William could work out his own crap on his own time.

William figured out that he’d screwed up big time pretty quickly, and he headed to the hospital at full vampire speed.

He got there well before the baby was born. That was good for me, but it was better for him. He would have hated his unlife if he’d missed the birth of our baby.

Meet Franklin Wonderland!

William was a very attentive husband and daddy. He did all the right helpful things, including getting us home.

(I have no idea why the baby has a different skintone in the taxi.)

Once we arrived home with our bundle of joy, things got a little weird.

Is this what happens when you cross a witch with a vampire? Does it hurt?

Fortunately, when I pulled little Franklin out of the floor, he seemed to be just fine.

And just as sweet as ever.

William and I started to figure out what our new life as newlywed parents might look like. William took up the guitar.

Mama and Mum really seemed to appreciate it. He didn’t sound very good, so I think they just listened because he wasn’t wearing his shirt.

Mama was particularly appreciative of William’s physique.

Isn’t Franklin adorable?

But wow, he stinks! Or is that me? I think maybe it’s both of us.

The happy grandparents doted on him.

While my parents and William took time with the new baby, I put more work into my alchemy research.

But the bliss couldn’t last for long. Sweet, elderly Dinah had to leave us.

We were all devastated. Except Bungle, who was more upset by the lousy music on the stereo.

Dinah had a long life, though. It was hard to feel cheated. I took some time to thank the Grim Reaper for being so generous.

Grim Shrugged. “Your parents are old,” he said. “They’ll be next.”

And I was trying to be friendly!

“You have a new baby too,” Grim continued. “Better keep an eye on him. Never know when sudden death could strike.”

It’s a good thing that Mama and Mum were too busy having grief woohoo to hear this guy.

I want to get far away from this Grim. We’re moving.


No fails!

Actually, Dinah was like 10 days over her lifespan, and I finally triggered her death. Someplace in there, my sims started living much longer than their lifespan indicates. I’m looking into some settings in MC to put a limit on how long characters can live. It’s hard to let a sim go until your house is stuffed to the gills and you can’t handle any more.

The baby-in-the-floor glitch was caused by me needed to do a save/quit while the family was on their way home from the hospital. Usually that teleports the baby home, but I’d never seen THAT happen!

William with the guitar was me using his free action. William has no trouble making time to paint, and I thought maybe he’d be autonomous about music as well. No go. He got to like level 3 before he had to stop playing and pee, and he’s never done it autonomously.

This is, in fact, the very last screenshot in this home. Next post, the family moves to Aurora Falls!!

Mum escorted us to our wedding in style.

We decided to get married at the Moonlight Falls Historical Society & Museum, mostly because I’d never set foot in there before.

I was really starting to believe it.

I was getting married! To the only man I’ve ever wanted! Hubba hubba!

I quickly changed into something more appropriate for a wedding.

The whole family was there! From left to right in this picture: William’s brother Anton, Branden’s girlfriend Shaun Ivy, Branden, Caitlin’s husband Peanut Ivy (brother and sister hooked up with brother and sister — how about that), and Christof. Christof’s new squeeze Randolph Holton wasn’t in this shot, and I’m not sure I even know what he looks like.

Deanne seemed pretty bored, but I think she was just jealous.

Caitlin and Grandmama arrived late and stood in the back. I don’t know who the rest of those people are. They probably just came for the cake.

“Phew!” William said as we walked under the wedding arch. “Somebody has serious b.o.! I hope that isn’t you!”

“It is absolutely not me!” I said. “Maybe it’s Deanne.”

“Focus, lover,” I said. “We’re getting married.”

“How can I focus through all that stink?” he demanded.

But then he got down to business and was a perfect gentleman.

There wasn’t a dry eye in the house.

I hope that wasn’t just because of Deanne’s body odor.

Then the cake!

And the stampede

William made sure he got his piece.

And I guess he was so eager for cake that he forgot he needed to pee.

Great way to keep matrimony classy, lover.


Self-peeing: 9 + 1 = 10

And the second fail of Generation 2 goes to William.

Man, I love weddings. Even idiot ones. Next post I promise there will be a baby.

Also, this is probably a good place to mention that I lost all the notification messages and other GUI screenshots for the first half of this generation when the Windows partition for my last computer imploded. I managed to remember to pull all the data off BUT the folder of supplemental screenshots done with Snipping Tool. So I can’t give the popup updates on Erin’s siblings.

Here’s the rundown:

Branden dated around quite a bit, then “settled down” with Shaun Ivy (a woman if you’re unsure). This is in quotes because they’ve never gotten married, and they don’t live together. Shaun lives with their sons Jamaal and Rahsaan (not sure where THAT naming convention came from — guess they really like double “a”s), and Branden is still bunking with Christof and his family.

Christof is married to Randolph Holton. They have a daughter Kari. Branden is avoiding commitment and living with them.

Caitlin and Peanut Ivy are still married, but they hate each other. Like they have seriously declared each other nemeses. They have a son Ben. I’m not going to speculate about his home life.

Deanne has dated almost every eligible sim of either gender and is currently stalking her most recent ex-girlfriend. She and her now-teen daughter Rosie live alone on a fairly large estate and keep a horse.