I try to keep everyone in shape and Adrienne is really into her boxing but, I swear, I have the hardest time getting my Sims to slim down unless their job, like, explicitly requires leveling up in the fitness skill so I'm actually dedicated to it. Oops.



Briony is feeling some serious despair over this plate of spaghetti.


I know this is probably related to the loss of Molly but


It's Prank Day and Beatrix is ready. First, she lures Briony in with some juicy gossip.


Then she fires at will. Ha! You're pranked, Bri!


I love the animation where the Sim will laugh and wipe at their eye. I can relate. I think I'm really funny.


Mango grew up and... she's kind of ugly, I'm not going to lie to you.


Also. If you notice the mysterious disappearance of Forgotten Name Dog, let me explain. He got sick, we went to the vet, the vet glitched, I got annoyed, I didn't yet know of the existence of wellness treats, my household was full and I put him up for adoption, okay!? He went to a good home.


Briony's work outfit is... questionable. Are those shoes good for dancing? I don't think so.


You know what those sparkles mean! Boring infanthood is OVER.

This isn't the best posed portrait but, hey, they can't all be winners. All toddlers are adorable so I don't have much to say.


Put down that cake, young man! Look at how fluffy his legs are. So fluffy. Much fluff.


Beatrix took away the cake and put Conrad in bed and he is really not happy about it. Chin up, kid, there are many more cakes to come in your future.


Aw, at least you're getting a bedtime story out of it! Your mother would never leave you that high and dry and sad.


You know how there was a trend for a while of putting clapping emojis in between every word? This reminds me of that.

Sai: You [clapping emoji] better [clapping emoji] poop [clapping emoji]!


Judging by that puddle in the background, potty time didn't go so well. That is no excuse, though, for making a mess on the floor with... chocolate syrup? Wait. Is that what that is?! How the heck did this toddler get chocolate syrup?! And a cup of milk?! WAIT. I'm so confused. What is going on?


Who wouldn't distract their kid with some electronics, am I right? As long as it keeps young Conrad away from the... chocolate syrup. I'm really baffled.


He isn't even Adrienne's kid but she's stepping in, trying to keep his emotions under control. I can only pray it works.


I went back to the old house because I knew that Arwen's time would soon be up. I figured that she shouldn't be repeatedly flying into space at this age so I had her retire.


She seems quite upset about it. Maybe she wanted to die aboard her rocket ship. Is that even possible? That'd be interesting.


Even if it isn't possible, I still gave in and let her take one last trip.


Man. She really is going up there, alone, on the day that Death will come knocking. Crap.


Of course Arwen would use her last journey to help someone else. She is too good.


God, fine, we'll tow the whole stinkin' ship. Let's go out with a bang.


Oh, thank all that is holy. Arwen won't be peacing out miles and miles above Sim Earth. Not this time. Or any time. 'Cause you know what time it's about to be. Just a few more pictures first.


A last little play with Penny. Don't worry, much like with Dog With Forgotten Name, Penny was taken to a great home.


This is really rude, Beth. Conrad is just a child! What kind of juicy gossip could there possibly be? I am a huge fan of a good, piping hot tea but even this is crossing a line for me.


Oh, no. Oh, no, no no. I knew it was coming (and, I'll admit, I kind of just sped through her final day to get back to the other household) but it is still super sad. Our spunky Arwen, who loved finding frogs as a kid and exploring space as an adult, is finally saying goodbye.


Ugh. I hate writing death captions. I think you can work this one out for yourself, reader.


Uh-oh. I think Conrad has a special grandma sense that just alerted him of the sad news. This is going to be a tough one.