Welcome back lovely simmers! We return, once more, to the longest lawn-living family in the Simverse, the Sprouts!
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again; the art in this sims version is stunning…anyway, legacy!
Last chapter we covered a whole lot of ground, so let’s have a quick recap to refresh everyone’s memory banks:
Little Miss Gardenia grew into a pretty, sweet-natured child, and was shortly thereafter joined by her much greener, super social sibling, Little Miss Astoria.
The Little Misses Sprout hit it off right from the word go, and are as close as sisters can be; both have also completed their respective childhood aspirations.
There is a very decent chance that Little Miss Astoria will be the Heiress.
Though, unbeknownst to both little girls, Mrs. Sprout has another bun in the oven.
This unborn Sprout sibling could potentially derail their plans for the future, and we are very curious to see how they react to the new baby.
Little Miss Gardenia, if you will recall, was not upset in the least by her sister’s birth, and would run over to tell her stories whenever she started fussing.
Bear (aka Mr. Bryson Dobbs), the official Generation Six Consort, worked hard to advance himself in the writing career.
He’s a terrific, loving father, and has also become a very prolific author, being especially fond of writing screenplays…his accumulated works bring in about §1000-§1200 a day now!
We’ve been pretty good at keeping on top of feeding Moo, though there is the occasional lapse; thank goodness children can’t take that cake!
Not very much has actually changed…
…though we did expand the pool and knock down the outhouse.
I prefer airy, open, gated enclosures to solid buildings…they just have a Sproutier feel.
I think it blends into the scenery behind the lot a bit better now too.
Do you dislike the rennovations, my dear?
Astoria: “It’s time.”
Oh my, yes it is.
Bear ambles up to the Spencer-Kim-Lewis residence to bake a special surprise for his firstborn; her very own birthday cake!
Bear: “Only the best for my cubs!”
Little Miss Astoria may not share his enthusiasm, (I don’t blame her, must be worrying that your best friend might outgrow you), but the young lady in question was delighted by her Poppa Bear’s thoughtfulness…
So do I!
She’s a bit on the plain side, and definitely favours her father more than her mother.
It would have been fun to throw a new trait into the mix, and I’m pretty sure we wont be completing her aspiration, but all in all, I’d say she turned out well!
Apparently pregnant sims don’t do the pee-pee shuffle!
The jury is still out on whether or not teenhood has wrecked our Gen. 7 firstborn, but we’re not certain she’s as keen on staying in the Legacy Garden as she once was.
In other news, there’s a really irritating pathing thing going on where the family walks all the way from the kitchen lean-to to the bathroom sink (exhibit B) to wash dishes, instead of using the perfectly serviceable stone sink (exhibit A) that is actually in the kitchen lean-to.
Last time, I promise!
Keeping produce in her inventory for quick snacks has been a terrific need-saver during pregnancy.
Gardenia: “You know what would be great right now? Relaxing in the bath and watching some television…oh wait! That’s right, I live in a framming campground.”
Oh dear, I hope this is just a teenage hormonal thing!
Astoria: “A bath would be swell though.”
Not you too!
She just looks so normal from behind, and then BAM!
It’s crazy…and adorable.
Gardenia: “Now something worth §500!”
Sweet plumbob in the sky, girl.
Petal: “For the last time.”
For the last time.
This nooboo is everything that does not inherit around here, so it looks like Little Miss Astoria wins by default.
Petal: “My PC muscle just isn’t what it used to be after 3 kids.”
The “meet new sibling” interaction does not go well.
I’ve seen kids gets sad over new siblings before, but this is my first angry one! Of course, who could muster up any cheerfulness while standing in a piddle puddle?
Luckily, Little Master Hawthorne seems blissfully unaware of his big sister’s ire.
Miss Gardenia goes to school without a single opinion on her new baby brother.
It’s easier to get away with when one is a stay at home gardener I suppose.
When Little Master Hawthorne ages up, I think it’s time for a family vacation!
Miss Gardenia gets to work on her first sculpture…methinks hacking at a block of wood should help relieve some of that tension.
She also keeps poking herself in the eye, just like her sister used to.
Gardenia: “Like, there there, Little Thorn, let’s fix up that messy bum for you.”
There’s still a hint of that sweet girl we liked so much lurking in the midst of all that teenage angst.
Thank you, Mrs. Sprout, that brings me inexplicable joy!
This child is so content, and poops so infrequently, that I have more than once already completely forgotten he was there.
He just lays there smiling at the tree branches rustling over his head.
Gardenia: “Like, the reception here sucks, Tori.”
Still, it’s nice to see them hanging out together autonomously!
Gardenia: “Like, my life is a huge bummer right now.”
Well, let’s try to un-bummer it if we can then…
Gardenia: “Like, hi Malcolm.”
He is literally the only boy your age in the entire world; enjoy.
You think you like him now, wait until you see his house.
Gardenia: “He’s just so dreamy!”
Gardenia: “Like, Malcolm! You’re so funny!”
Malcolm: “Yeah, true dat, girl.”
Astoria: “Hey there little bro! Whoa, why so fussy? Mom’s just washing her hands, she’ll be here soon…in the mean time, let me tell you this story about a fox that Dee used to tell me when I was your age!”
In her defense, Little Master Hawthorne is hard not to love.
Malcolm: “I love me.”
I love you a bit too, Master Landgraab.
Let’s pretend we don’t see Mrs. Sprout blowing Bear a kiss while thinking of restraints.
So we’ve been working on that in lieu of an aspiration.
Hawthorne: “Ready for vacation!”
That’s right, I did promise a holiday, didn’t I?
A new trait! Ladies and gentlemen, we have a new trait in the Garden!
Also, he’s the only one with his mother’s eyes.
Look how happy he is about it!
I love the pee-pee shuffle, and it’s extra cute when Young Master Hawthorne does it.
You know what’s not cute though?
Gardenia: “Omg! It’s just like the chocolate birthday cake my Poppa Bear made for me!”
Nononononono *cancel interaction* x 1000.
Frammit, Moo, you are such a turd.
Moo: “Hur hur hur.” *belch*
Well, at least he harfed her back up…
*cough cough* Let’s not dwell.
Mmhm! I see your moodlets young lady…
Master Landgraab didn’t notice his girlfriend is an empty shell, because he doesn’t actually have a soul.
Hawthorne: *autonomously hugs his mommy*
Guh. The cute! I cannot handle it.
Continuing with that trend; Miss Gardenia and Little Miss Astoria are finally BFFs once more.
Gardenia: “Like, I’m sorry I got all snarlface and wanting expensive stuff Tori.”
Astoria: “That’s okay, Dee, I love you just the way you are!”
Awkward segue anyone?
3 days of bugs and body rashes in the beautiful Granite Falls.
We went with a proper house for their holiday, which sort of makes sense; normal families leave their houses to rough it in the great outdoors, but since roughing it is normal for the Sprouts, when they go on vacation they like to reverse rough it and rent a house!
Well, it makes sense in my head at least.
Gardenia: “Like, I miss my boyfriend.”
I doubt that 3 days will be enough to fulfill Mrs. Sprout’s secondary aspiration of Survivalist, but let’s give it the old college try, shall we.
Welp, that’s it for now, but join us next time wont you? We’ll have 3 days of holiday fun, and watch the Sproutlings grow up some more!
You know what I miss? Hot tubs.
Anyway, enjoy this painting Mrs. Sprout had a whim to produce.
Good day, and Happy Simming! ❤