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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, Irene 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.

Irene 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.

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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 Irene

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

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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 Irene. It’s sort-of Ire in Wonderland, pronounced a little funny. I also just like the name Irene :).

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.

Argh!

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.

BECAUSE THIS REALLY HURTS!

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!

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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.

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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?

Or maybe it’s SLOPPY HUSBANDS WHO CLOG THE TOILET.

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 s