Growing Up on Speed 3I apologise now for the quality of pictures in the next couple of updates. My computer's old and it's struggling to render things properly, so the backgrounds will look a bit weird for a while. The quality improves again when I learn from it and start waiting for things to render before I take a screenie.
This sim learns how to avoid being questioned by private investigators - swim as far out as you can and they can't come and get you. That's a free tip for all you criminal sims out there!
Iris: He'll get his comeuppance when a shark eats his leg.
Parker: If that'll get him to confess to stealing the flamingo...
Pansy becomes an elder. There'll be no siblings or IFs this generation - just Erin.
Iris: I had eight of them and I turned out alright.
I'm fairly sure you only have five siblings.
Iris: Oh, are you talking about siblings? I'm talking about imaginary friends.
You never got an IF doll.
Iris: YOU CAN'T CONSTRAIN MY IMAGINATION TO DOLLS!
And Erin learns to walk (a.k.a toddler cute photos).
Iris: When I was young, we had to teach ourselves to walk...
No you didn't.
Iris: And we lived underground on the moon. The youth of today don't know how good they have it.
Pansy: Please, Iris, don't tell lies to the child.
That bit's actually true. She did live on the moon.
Pansy: Perhaps the lack of oxygen up there explains her.
Iris: Oi! I can breathe oxygen!
Parker: Excuse me lady, but have you happened to see a flamingo loose in the area?
For once, it almost seems like the townies have got the hang of fashion. These outfits aren't what I'd choose, but they match and are SimFest-appropriate.
Oh wait.
Iris: Oh hello there, gorgeous!
Flipper-And-Speedo Man: Who said that?
Iris: OMG. People can hear me but not see me! This is going to be amazing!
Iris, no. Whatever it is you're going to do, no!
Iris: BRB.
Parker: Aha! A reciept for a flamingo passport! He must have taken it out of the country!
Remember Connor? He's doing what teenage boys normally do at family parties - eat and hide from all the embarassing people that are related to him.
Because, yes, it's Erin's next birthday already. Pansy's having a slight hair problem.
Iris: Why's it coming out of her forehead like that? Ew.
Where've you been?
Iris: You know, places. Doing stuff. Like pretending to be a ghost in the house of the guy who runs the Supernatual Skeptic Society.
Pansy: Can't we get rid of her?
I wish.
Iris: You can't get rid of Erin! She's your daughter.
Pansy: We meant you.
Iris: You can't get rid of me either. I'm your mother-in-law. I'm even more omnipresent.
Erin: If I don't open my eyes, my family isn't this mad.
Laura: Well, I feel sorry for Pansy, but I'd much rather Iris was here than in my house.
Kenyon: Agreed.
Child Erin's new hairstyle.
Child Erin's new everyday outfit.
The first thing she does as a child is head out and make some new friends. She gained the Good Sense of Humour trait.
Erin: Hello, my name's Erin.
Elspeth: Aren't you adorable?
Erin: I'm a princess. Are you a princess too?
Elspeth: I don't think so.
Erin: You can be a princess because you have a sparkly thing in your hair and it's pretty.
Erin: And when I'm older I'm going to have a pony and a cat and be a famous famous person. But I don't know what I'll do to become famous yet.
Iris: Hello? Hello? Can anyone hear me? I think I'm stuck in the table football set?
Erin: Grandmaaaa. I'm talking! Stop playing your pranks!
Nathaniel: Finally. They let me be in this update now. I'm old news, not even allowed in the updates anymore.
Well, you *are* the previous heir.
Nathaniel: Ignore me. It's fine. I don't care. I have my wife and my chess set. And nachos. Mmm nachos.
Iris: Son, you're weird.
Nathaniel: And if you have three teddy bears and Grandma takes two, how many do you have left?
Erin: Grandma's invisible. She can't pick up teddy bears! And besides, she's my Grandma, she ought to bring me teddy bears instead of taking them away.
Nathaniel: It's a valid point, but your Grandma's not normal.
No, she's a dynasty heir.
Erin: What's a dynasty air?
Nathaniel: I'll explain when you're older.
Erin: Watcher? Watcher?!
What?
Erin: Why is the bus driver dressed for the beach?
I have no idea.
Iris: Because I stole all her other clothes.
Erin: GRANDMAAAA!