Well it’s pretty hard to top last week’s “My male Sim gave birth to an alien baby.” I won’t even try. In fact, this week’s gameplay was a little bit boring. Just treading water waiting for babies to grow up, basically.
As you may recall, Miles’ Lifetime Wish is to raise five kids from baby to teenager. After the addition of the alien baby Nostromo, we were still one baby short. So I had Miles and Davina get busy in the shower.

Meanwhile, poor Walnut wasn’t getting any younger. But I couldn’t juggle all those kids and breed puppies to boot. I decided to try a different tactic: fulfilling enough of his wishes to earn him 20,000 Lifetime Happiness Points, which could then be exchanged for a Potion of Youth.

At about this time I bought the new “70s, 80s, and 90s Style” stuff pack. Please Miles don’t hurt ‘em!

Davina was sound asleep when she went into labor. She hopped out of bed and delivered the babies right there.

It was… twins! Who I forgot to photograph. I named them Nasturtium and Nanette.
At this point there was one teenager, two children, one toddler, and two babies in the house. What a nightmare.
I bought a Bonehilda to help out, but I deleted her just a few hours later. Because every time Miles spotted her, he dropped whatever he was doing and went running from the room.

Here’s a shot of baby Nostromo.

Those eyes.
I sent Walnut to the nearby park, where he decided to hop into a fountain for a swim.

He was getting lonely, and his own family was too busy to bother with him, so he spent some time socializing with strangers at the park.

Nostromo grew up into a child. I’m not one for the trappings of performative gender, but she was just so creepy and androgynous, I couldn’t help but put her in a pink dress.

Walnut aged up into a senior dog. He has more gray on his muzzle, and spends more time sleeping in bed (dreaming about turkey dinner, as most dogs do).

This kicked off a cascade of birthdays. After Walnut, Miles turned old.

Then Davina.

In his senior years, Walnut has learned the clever trick of eating out of his bowl without going to all the trouble of standing up.

Run faster, Walnut!

We need those points soon before you die!
















Lol, how can he be so terrified of Bonehilda (who is AWESOME) and yet have given birth to the most terrifying baby ever?
PTSD.
Nostromo’s horrendous eyes reminds me of those creepy X Files “oil eyes” and that episode where they plumbed the depths of the ocean only to find a 1940s plane with the pilot still in it, screaming! He had those awful eyes!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!
Nostromo needs a hair bow. Well, a head bow. Pink ribbon stuck to the side of her head. It would really complete the look.
Are you ….absolutely sure about the heir….
cuz..damn
My older dog actually lays at the dish with one leg to each side, and she is not a large dog so her face is pretty much right there. Convenient for her! haha
To be fair, that’s pretty much how I eat dinner, too.