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We open up on Donna's fabulous painting. Darling, you'd best stick to your day job.
Donna: Oh shut up, it's not like you're an artist.
Ah, childhood innocence. But even after I clean my toilet, I wouldn't be caught playing in it.
This is just...so wrong.
They still act totally adorable and it's really hard not to love them.
They've been taking potty training in shifts. It's working pretty well, except for the fact that they have twins.
And they're about to have a proverbial triplet, the third child.
It's a boy, with the same sort of genetics that his brother and sister have. His name is Nerio.
Immediately after giving birth, as seems to be the custom in my game, Donna heads to bed. She is exhausted.
Jes spends most of the night, in his excitement, taking care of his newest son.
Meanwhile...
I don't know what Mafalda's dealings are, since I never see her brother doing this.
A mother of three, she was bound to change a little, yeah?
These guys are absolutely ravenous. Donna and Jes eat maybe once a day, these two eat at least five times a day.
Even though Jes has almost no mechanical skill, he's stuck with attempting to fix the plumbing because they can't afford a repairman.
Mafalda is jealous.
Jes makes up for his lack of mechanical know how by being an excellent cook.
Donna appreciates food quite immensely, especially if she doesn't have to make it.
Ravenous little shits.
Oh you're gonna be one of those. are you?
Mafalda takes a more...well, she's messy.
Donna and Jes take the time that their twins are eating to cuddle on the couch. They don't get much alone time these days.
Mafalda: First walking, and then the world. >:D
The garden gets overrun pretty regularly these days...
Time for a mass grow-up. Be prepared.
are you guys serious rn
and Nerio :]
Suddenly, the house seems waaay smaller.
Welcome to the second story!
Marcello: Is there a reason that we're just standing here?
Mafalda: I don't know, I just know I feel really compelled to not move.
Heehee...-clicks on free will-
Mafalda: Do you know how weird you look, eating an omelette for dinnner?
Marcello: Actually, omelettes aren't only a breakfast food, it's dependent upon what you place in an omelette...
Mafalda: You're lucky that you're my brother, because when I take over the world, useless information like what you're spilling right now will be obliterated.
Marcello: Remember potty training?
Mafalda: -_-
Jes: Come on Nerio. I told Donna I'd get you walking today...she promised me things.
She's gonna have sex with you regardless. It's in her wants.
Well well. Mafalda and Marcello brought home their cousin, Logan. :p
super dad is super.
Mafalda: I will crush them all like bugs.
My game doesn't usually provide such evil little children, but uh...I guess the name Mafalda inspires it? Reminds me of Elphaba.
Meanwhile, Marcello is the one who runs to greet his mother upon her arrival.
Jes: Say "dad." Come on.
He's probably being so pushy about this because the first words that his twins spoke were 'mom.'
One thing all of the kids have in common: a set of lungs. They scream and scream and scream for hours.
Comfy Donna? No, it's cool, leave all of the parenting to Jes.
Mafalda spends a lot of time on the phone with Logan. I love close families.
Why are we all staring at Jes?
D'aww.
Mafalda: Ugh! How can you just sit there and read, there are much more pressing matters!
Marcello: Like...?
Mafalda: -glares-
Why would you teach your child to say 'high chair' anyway?
Now that Nerio has learned to talk, he doesn't ever leave anyone alone. He's constantly asking for attention.
Jes is more than happy to lavish him with it.
Donna brought a friend home from work, this is good because she's nearly out of friends.
Bake this man a cake.
Should you not be wearing your clothes if you're going to be outside playing?
Mafalda: I am wearing clothes.
You know what I mean. Don't be a smartass.
You too, Marcello? You're supposed to be the sensible one!
You're gonna stay outside just to spite me, aren't you?
I know, Nerio. You deserve the same privacy that everyone else gets. But everything in the house is freakin' broken.
Oh it's okay that you burned the turkey, Jes, the headmaster isn't coming over or anything.
Marcello is constantly bugging his parents to read to him, but the only time they can really spare is bed time.
After a long day, Jes soaks in a bath. No one deserves it more than him.
And then it's upstairs to tuck in the twins.
Well, that's it! See you next time :p
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Date: 2 October 2011 06:03 (UTC)I think all of the kids are going to end up stunners, I was very fortunate.
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Date: 2 October 2011 15:03 (UTC)Maybe everyone was staring at Jes cuz he peed his pants? They were kind of looking at his...nether regions.
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