Beesly 2: Round 3

Last round, Pamela and Rhys Beesly adjusted to life as parents after the birth of their first child, April. Both made steady progress in their careers, and soon Pamela became pregnant again, giving birth to a set of twins named May and June. By the end of the week, April had grown into a child while the twins had just become toddlers.



Hi, April!

April: Oh, um...hi.

What's wrong? You seem a little bit out of sorts.

April: I'm fine.

Ok, if you say so.



So, how's it going being a mother of twins?

Pamela: These two are driving me insane!

You and me both.



Good job, girls. Work on those skills!



Nice job, Pamela!

Pamela: Thanks!



Sure, nanny. Now that you've let the toddlers pass out on the floor and drink spoiled milk, just stick around for an extra two hours and burn the house down. That's no problem at all.



Hmm...let's do frostbite.



Or not...



Starting a garden?

April: Uh-huh.

You sure you're feeling ok?

April: Um...yeah. I'm fine.



Alright, we've got one toddler in the middle of a giant puddle...



And another surrounded by stinking garbage. The nanny must be around here somewhere...



Pamela: Well, we did it. We survived.

So I take it there aren't any plans for a fourth child any time soon?

Pamela: Um...I don't think so.



Well, we're going to have to fix your hair but you're still a very pretty young lady.

May: Thanks, mysterious voice.



And the same goes for you, June.

June: Thanks.



Oh, I guess it's a triple birthday.



Ok, I don't quite see why you're dressed like Avril Lavigne...actually, come to think of it, it kind of goes with your name.

April: Um...ok.

Have you chosen an aspiration?



April: Yup. I picked popularity.

(Note: I forgot to take a picture of the big window. Sorry)



You guys got a womrat?

April: Yup. His name is Panda.

Cute.



Pamela: That's it, girls. Don't throw too hard, now.

Glad to see a parent is actually supervising their child in this town.



April: Guess what? I picked my lifetime want, and I want to be a celebrity chef!

All right! Well, get working on those cooking and creativity skills, girl!



Now it's the younger sisters' turns to work the garden...

May: I'm in charge of watering, June is in charge of weeding.

Nice system.



You sure are helpful to have around, May.



Rhys: Is she really making our bed?

It's weird, I know. The girl is like a cleaning machine.



Rhys: Why don't you and I get a jump on that homework, June?

June: Ok, Dad.



Family fishing lesson?

Rhys: Well, one of these two is going to be inheriting the house it looks like, so I want to make sure they can make the most of it.

Don't be so sure. There might be more children.



Nice job, April!

April: Thanks.

Are you sure there's nothing you want to tell me before you go to college?

April: ...Um, no. I'm really ok.

Alright. Whatever you say.



Well, I'd say goodbye to the twins but I can see they're busy at the moment.



A Message From the Mysterious Voice: Well, after several, ahem, incidents involving this family I was finally able to get them working and back in the swing of things again. And now that my technical problems are solved things should be running much smoother. Their memories are all screwed up, though. They have a lot of "$subject" memories. But other than that they are working fine. Also, I'm not sure if these two will end up having more kids. Pamela is a family sim, but the twins were so exhausting.