Fern was blessed with a truly outstanding maternity outfit. Bits of her performing outfit got “stuck,” so she went through her pregnancy wearing – in addition to the maternity smock – a top hat, white gloves, and high-heeled boots.
I was feeling a bit mischievous, so I cashed in some of her Lifetime Happiness points to buy another genie lamp.
When the genie appeared, I had her wish for a “Large Family.”
Then I sent him back to the lamp. We already have enough blue people for now, thank you.
Back at home, little Girbitz Jr. grew up and needed a new outfit. I chose this ensemble for him.
Work it, little dude!
Not long after growing up, Girbitz Jr. had a wish to “Get Attention From Father.” Aw.
I tried having him talk to Brock, but the game was smart enough to know that Brock is not his father.
I sent Girbitz Jr. up the street to meet his biological father.
(Sim children do not wear bike helmets. Tsk!)
Girbitz, meet Girbitz Jr.!
Girbitz Jr. invited himself inside, then availed himself of his second wish: to drink Plasma Juice.
Oh, he certainly takes after his vampire father, that’s for sure!
Once Girbitz Jr. was full, he and his dad had a nice chat about interior decorating. Mm, yes. I imagine they have a lot to say on the subject.
That night, Fern went into labor (in the bathroom).
Thanks to the genie’s wish, Fern gave birth to triplets! Ugh, the crying.
Hey, here’s a thing: I recently went back to Riverview, hunting for the headstone of the oldest Alphabetti in the game. I’m still looking for Helvetica’s headstone. But I brought back Olivia, who now drifts around the house in an entertaining fashion some nights.
I love the hunted look in Girbitz Jr’s eyes. The crying… it just won’t stop…
“Yes, son, sometimes mommies and daddies wet their pants just like babies do.”
Especially when you’re juggling the needs of three newborns. THREE. It’s insanity!
Luckily they grew up soon enough. (Meaning, I got tired of dealing with it and aged them up with a cheat. Mea culpa.)
And here for their world debut, it’s:
And little Griffin Alphabetti.
Three toddlers isn’t easy, but it’s easier than three newborns!