Chapter 39 - Surprises Everywhere Since Dad has officially "graduated" from being the current heir, I got to make over the living room and kitchen! I had Brandon spray-paint all the walls after this, which is why it's looking a little bare.
Mom and Dad have been . . . interesting, lately. I think she's turned on by the tattoo or something.
Naturally, the grandparents are all lined up in the nursery to spend time with their little Kara-bear. She seems to enjoy all the attention, the little imp!
Brandon has been spending as much time as possible with little Kara. I do hope she looks like him--after all, I'm practically a clone of Mom, so Dad will have a image of her for the rest of eternity. Don't I deserve the same luxury?
Don't worry, I can still steal him away for an hour or two. After all, we're not
that old!
Speaking of old, Mom celebrated her elder birthday! She still looks fantastic, I think--let's hope I'm so pretty as an elder!
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Am I still pretty?"
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You are, and always will be, the smartest, sweetest, most talented, and most beautiful girl to ever grace the world with her presence."
Awww . . . not that I was listening in or anything!
Mom got herself a new toy to play with! She's the only one with any idea of how it works, although Brandon started foaming at the mouth when the truck dumped it in our backyard. They started rattling at each other in techno-gibberish, which I took as my cue to run away.
She chose a pretty good time to test it out, though . . . right in the middle of the birthday party!
Dad (once he woke up) was very impressed, and they started doing inappropriate things autonomously. There are children present!
Kara did make it to the birthday cake--I held her, of course. Brandon was a little miffed about this, as you can see in this picture, but he started cheering the moment I held her to blow out the candles.
He then asked, in a very serious voice, "
Honey, did you cheat in me while you were in China?"
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Of course not! Why would you--oh."
I think she has my square little toddler face--and look at how beautifully I grew up!--but everything else is foreign. We would have thought the hair came from Dad, but she doesn't have gray tips. Her dark eyes are the real mystery, but I quite like them.
Mom claimed Grandma Initiative to begin teaching Kara about the importance of friendship, rainbows, and unicorns. She and Grandma are so alike sometimes!
I soon swooped in to make sure that she knows that her boyfriends must treat her with respect. That's right--he pays the bill, opens the door, and buys the
expensive roses!
Sometimes, I just close my eyes and hug her close. I know I'm not quite "parenting material"--not nearly so much as my predecessors--but that doesn't stop me from loving my little girl, and I'm trying my best.
I can't stop myself from scaring her with The Claw, though. There are some things you just can't resist!
Brandon may suspect that she isn't his daughter (I'm not sure how serious he is about that), but he certainly loves her. And she's Daddy's Little Girl.
I think Grandma may be getting a little senile in her old age. When she isn't playing with Kara, she's out in the garden ranting to the plants.
Mom, on the other hand, hasn't changed a bit! "
You see, sweetheart, when two grown-up sims love each other very much and want to have a baby, they lock their bedroom door and--"
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Mom!"
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Darling, she needs to learn at some point. Remember how distraught you were?"
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Mummy Daddy Woohoo!"
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That's right! Mummy Daddy, Granny Grandpa, Kara Kara-Husband--"
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Mom!"
Brandon loves taking her on long walks in the snow, and tells her all about how a snow picture is white and black, which makes shading especially important. I don't know how much of this stuff she's absorbing, but hopefully it'll make her future supermax a little easier!
Mom and Dad are loving the new hot tub . . .
A little too much. At least Brandon and I have
some decorum! We know we're not in university anymore, thank you very much . . .
And if he sometimes leaves his robes on and we run into each other--well, it's his own fault for making me think that we're still in college!
Have I mentioned that Grandma grew a baby? We honestly didn't think it was possible, but . . . yeah. Grandma. There's no telling what she'll do next!
She named the baby "Rosalia," Rosa for short, because (according to her) "
Uncle Nathaniel has some serious sucking-up to do if he wants to win this competition."
