Teagan complains about Miles. She likes to do that right within his earshot.
Joe: Don´t you think, you should be a bit nicer to the kids, now that you are getting one of your own?
Teagan: Huh?
Great place to play with your doll, Miles. At least it´s not directly in front of the toilet. Which was made by Violetta, by the way. I don´t know, if a toilet out of clay is a good idea, but someone upgraded it to selfcleaning. All of my sims get the „steel bladder“ LTR as soon as they can scrape the points together, so it doesn´t get much use anyway.
Teagan, don´t scare Nathan! He´s an old man!
Teagen: Your point?
She´s a hoot, really.
Oh, baby!
Teagan: It´s… it´s ALIVE!
Teagan: It´s making unpleasant noises. Can I eat it now?
NO, you cannot!
Little Fiona rolled artistic and clumsy. This is the generation of clumsiness.
Shaoran and Miles go trick-or-treating. They don´t bother to wear costumes.
And they get distracted fast.
Pauline presents: The flying noboo!
Now she reenacts the lion king.
They sorted themselves out. Phew.
Teagan: You sure, I can´t eat it? It looks tasty.
No.
Teagan: Pity. Hey, it´s not half bad, when it isn´t screaming.
Children hating, evil sim is always the first to tend to the baby´s needs. Go figure.
Miles skipps school and gets an earfull from Kym.
I didn´t realize until later, but the poor boy was glitching badly – he cancelled every action after a few seconds, so he couldn´t eat, sleep or really do anything at all. Reseting him didn´t work, so I moved him out in edit town (with some adult), moved him directly back again, and he was OK. Don´t know, what that was about.
Teagan has the closest relationship to her daughter.
Teagan: You made me do this!
I so totally didn´t direct you to do anything with Fiona!
Teagan: Whatever, it should better grow up now. My arms are getting tired.
Teagan: Oops, where did it go?
There she is! Um, I don´t know, if she´s cute or a bit scary looking. I go with cute, because toddlers are always cute.
And Kym has his adult birthday!
No midlife-crisis.
Kym: I´m too stylish for a midlife-crisis.
Indeed, you are.
But I´m not sure about Pauline. Although Jovan doesn´t seem to mind the trousers.
Fiona: Mmmmmmh….
You like Mr. Green, sweetie?
Fiona: Yum!
Fiona: Grrrrrrr!
She seems to think, she´s a werewolf. I need one of those…
Steven really doesn´t like living somewhere else. He stays till morning, playing the guitare. I send him home, don´t want him to freeze to death.