Just exploring packs I have never tried yet.
Charlotte’s quiet farmlife has been upgraded to a life of grilled cheese and teenage angst with the arrival of Aspen.
The colors make me feel so cozy. Reminds me of late nights reading romance novels and eating snacks.
“The Clark Family”-Mother’s Day, circa 1906.
Clara Clark with her husband, Cifford, eldest daughter Grace, Peter, and Caroline, while the baby Hazel sleeps inside.
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Clara also enjoying a photo with her first born, the sixteen year old Grace.
It has been a long time since I posted any sims gameplay. I had my daughter in 2017. I restarted college at age 28 and just received my associates degree two years later. Already registered for this fall at my cities university and accepted into the Secondary Education/History program. Hopefully in two more years, my daughter can watch her mother get a Bachelors degree and teachers certification.
But since it is the summer, I missed the sims, I may post some gameplay without any context, who knows!
Cain: What? I am not an alien..UGH.
Charlotte: That is EXACTLY what an alien would say.
Cain: Ouch! Yes! I mean no. Not watching you. Just...all of you, really.
Charlotte: You aren’t sounding ANY better.
Cain: I meant. I have been stuck on this island for months now, and I heard a dog a few months back and then saw this red headed girl...I just couldn’t believe I wasn’t alone. So I followed them back.
Charlotte: Likely story.
Cain: What other story could there be!?
Cain: There, this fire should get you warmed up fast enough. I am Cain, by the way.
Charlotte: I don’t need to know your name, stalker! You have been watching me.
Charlotte: Am I dead?
Cain: I don’t think so...but you need to get warm.
The weeks passed since Winnie’s death. Charlotte and Louise felt like they were on autopilot. Conner and Colette had a beautiful son. But life felt different.
Clover, still kicking, was out for a walk with Charlotte when suddenly the dog snapped from the leash and took off running. Charlotte could have sworn she heard barking coming from the dark brambles along the cliff side.
But one wrong step sent her tumbling into the black abyss.
Colette: What happened to your face?
Charlotte: I caught a cold trying to chase some mysterious man lurking near the house. What happened to your stomach?
Colette: Your brother.
Colette: Oh, you must be little Louise?
Louise: Uh...who are you and where is my brother?
Colette: Oh, I keep forgetting he hasn’t quite...gotten around to...I am Colette, his wife.
Louise: Oh. My. God. I can’t wait until mom hears about this.
Charlotte attempted to follow the swiftly moving shadow of a man. But she was quickly thwarted by wet leaves and the dark.
Louise: And then Clover had the Fox stuck in a log, but I was able to get him out and away. That old girl sure has some spun--, are you listening to my story or not, Lottie?
Charlotte: There is a man outside..
Louise: What?!