Sims 3: The Terrible Twosome!
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hkellick"Child Number Two?" Harold asked, sounding astounded over her shoulder, "Where were YOU when the Terrible Twosome were born?"
She turned around again to give him an evil eye, but he was already giving her the "are you crazy?" look.
For the record, let it be known to be very very careful when downing 'herbal remedies' by questionable With Doctors. When the doctors had announced she was going to give birth to twins, they were both totally floored. Twins! Well.. that would be... interesting..
Interesting didn't begin to describe the twins, Cecilia and Lauren.
When Emily had been a child, she was, altogether, a pretty low-key pretty quiet baby. She didn't fuss too much. She'd been pretty easy going. Bringing Emily up had been a total cakewalk compared to the Terrible Twosome.
Cecilia was Ms. Grabby. Clearly, everything in the household was hers to gum on as she chose. Especially Emily's dollhouse, much to Emily's unhappiness. And Lauren was just plain trouble.
"Time for Bed!" said Harold.
"No! No! No! Not going" yelled Lauren as she scooted away
"Sorry, sweeties. It's time for sleep."
"I'm not tired!" yelled Lauren as she scooted away again
"I didn't see YOU helping during those little tests of will." muttered Harold. "In fact, as I recall, you were too busy sitting there and laughing!"
"Well, you have to admit, it WAS pretty funny!" she teased, gently poking at Harold who just grumbled from behind.
Truthfully, though, bringing up twins is alot of hard, exhausting work. The two of them had learned team work alot better and spent alot of time switching off on who got to take care of whom while the other was at work. Their social lives, such as they were, bottomed out and it was only through the patience of the occasional kind babysitter that they ever got out of the house at all to pursue SOMETHING other than taking care of the Terrible Twosome.
One day, though, a couple of days before Emily's 12th birthday, Harold finally got his big break. He'd been allowed a chance to work on some of the Top Secret Government Experiments. He didn't talk about it much, but occasionally he'd come home from work smelling strongly of oil and saltwater, and occasionally he'd bring home something.. unusual. Such as the day he brought home the Death Flower seed, planting it far away from the rest of the garden and contained with enough fencing that none of the kids could accidentally enter inside.
Upon announcing his big promotion, Harold then made one more announcement "As you know, the house has gotten pretty cramped. Now is as good a chance as any to find a house that actually fits us, instead of being cramped into this tiny place. Your mom and I will be looking for houses very shortly. However, I need everyone to start packing." Emily clapped, thrilled that she wouldn't have to share a room with the Terrible Twosome as she feared. Christine found herself sighing in relief as well. It was about time for them to have a room of their own.
She turned around again to give him an evil eye, but he was already giving her the "are you crazy?" look.
For the record, let it be known to be very very careful when downing 'herbal remedies' by questionable With Doctors. When the doctors had announced she was going to give birth to twins, they were both totally floored. Twins! Well.. that would be... interesting..
Interesting didn't begin to describe the twins, Cecilia and Lauren.
When Emily had been a child, she was, altogether, a pretty low-key pretty quiet baby. She didn't fuss too much. She'd been pretty easy going. Bringing Emily up had been a total cakewalk compared to the Terrible Twosome.
Cecilia was Ms. Grabby. Clearly, everything in the household was hers to gum on as she chose. Especially Emily's dollhouse, much to Emily's unhappiness. And Lauren was just plain trouble.
"Time for Bed!" said Harold.
"No! No! No! Not going" yelled Lauren as she scooted away
"Sorry, sweeties. It's time for sleep."
"I'm not tired!" yelled Lauren as she scooted away again
"I didn't see YOU helping during those little tests of will." muttered Harold. "In fact, as I recall, you were too busy sitting there and laughing!"
"Well, you have to admit, it WAS pretty funny!" she teased, gently poking at Harold who just grumbled from behind.
Truthfully, though, bringing up twins is alot of hard, exhausting work. The two of them had learned team work alot better and spent alot of time switching off on who got to take care of whom while the other was at work. Their social lives, such as they were, bottomed out and it was only through the patience of the occasional kind babysitter that they ever got out of the house at all to pursue SOMETHING other than taking care of the Terrible Twosome.
One day, though, a couple of days before Emily's 12th birthday, Harold finally got his big break. He'd been allowed a chance to work on some of the Top Secret Government Experiments. He didn't talk about it much, but occasionally he'd come home from work smelling strongly of oil and saltwater, and occasionally he'd bring home something.. unusual. Such as the day he brought home the Death Flower seed, planting it far away from the rest of the garden and contained with enough fencing that none of the kids could accidentally enter inside.
Upon announcing his big promotion, Harold then made one more announcement "As you know, the house has gotten pretty cramped. Now is as good a chance as any to find a house that actually fits us, instead of being cramped into this tiny place. Your mom and I will be looking for houses very shortly. However, I need everyone to start packing." Emily clapped, thrilled that she wouldn't have to share a room with the Terrible Twosome as she feared. Christine found herself sighing in relief as well. It was about time for them to have a room of their own.
