I Play Sims 2 (part10)

Giuliana gets the award for being the best-looking female elder so far.

Unfortunately, she's willing to touch a person with a haircut that shouldn't exist.

Gigi, you're an adult! Go get some action, promptly.

Mm, yes. Right next to the bug collection, as it's meant to be.

And you're handling pregnancy so gracefully!

This is an interesting new ritual I have yet to find a name for.

Mina, I am not quite digging your elder do-rag.

Groovy, another tree fire.

Even better, a lecture from the fire department for calling them when there was no actual fire.
Must be time for more game goofin'.

Damned thing refused to quit raging, so I moved it to the front of the property and made it a feature.

Gigi really likes it. It sets them apart from the rest of the houses on the block.

It's a boy! His name is Hank.

This is what's become of our sweet princess Holly.

Naturally, Murray rushed right on over.

Hank's a toddler! Oh, I can't wait to potty train yet another one of these things.

And looky there, Holly popped right between the hoopty and the blazing tree.

As it tends to do, life goes on ... Gigi shreds her face off in her pajamas in full view of the neighbors ...

... Geneva digs her holes in the yard ...

... Mina can't bear the racket ...

... and a stray dog engages in goofballery in the spot where the tree finally
extinguished itself for no apparent reason, after several days ablaze.

Don't worry, after I moved it back, it caught fire again. I didn't even bother to call the fire department. What can you do?

So then Holly had a little girl named Hillary.

And Hank became a child wearing a shirt similar to one I own, so I need fashion help.

Hillary suddenly grew into, uh ... this. We'll wait, it could get better.

Well, maybe Hillary is smart.

Everything is just going kooky now.

For one thing, our maid came home from work with Holly.

And Giuliana find her loathsome as balls.

Alright ... uh, maid ... see you in the morning!

Then we have these two stray dogs on the front porch - both named Bailey.

They battled. There can only be one. Congratulations, Bailey! Better luck next time, Bailey!

I became so thoroughly fed up with my game's knavery, I decided to build a pond under the eternally burning tree.

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