Tinkering Teen

GENERATION 1

CURRENT AMOUNT OF KIDS: 9

    Almost everyone hits a fiscal low point at sometime in their life, and as a result, we must learn to make compromises and sacrifices in order to meet ends' meet. The Sims series memorably demonstrates this hard fact of life by forcing a player to demolish their pixels peoples' sheds in order to make a quick buck.

  After some house readjustments, Ian's little workshop has managed to find a comfortable spot within his bedroom.

  He'd better start improving on his inventing skills, too, since he'll need the money for when he gets older. Speaking of:

  Yes, our former Turbo Toddler has finally hit those bumpy teenaged years. And, I'm not going to lie, watching a bunch of virtual pixels grow older in such a short period of real world time is making me, strangely, begin to reflect . . .

  However, seeing a Sim's waffles go from "good quality" to "spoiled" in 4 seconds flat made me much more thankful for my own life.

  Enough rambling, though, it's time for a impromptu party! The tinkering teen is almost here.

Heather's face is weirding me out.

 

"Fluffy, I don't deal with dirty litter-boxes on my birthday."

   So, how does he look --

                             BRAD. 


     HAVE YOU POSSESSED YOUR BROTHER RECENTLY?

   Oh, yeah, Angie's dump truck full of Simoleons happened to be in town and dropped by, so we got the household a nice Mac knockoff.

   And since that thing was about 2,000 Simoleons, it's time to break out the old collection finder! If Gwen's going to be our Generation 2 momma, she better learn all the moneymaking skills fast. Thankfully, a nice trail of goodies is just behind our home.

  Off she goes, into the cold, monochrome wilderness.

This looks like something I drew in high school.

  Meanwhile, those other lazier Holland are all progressing in their skills and making cash in a nice, temperate environment.

  Manual labor wins the day over, because Gwen found a lot of loot -- seriously, those map tags don't do her list any justice, so here's mine. 

  It's like looking at a geologist's record book. Gwen's mad rock finding skillz . . . end up deprecating some of the rock values, but still . . . 

   She made more money in a day than her mom and sister combined. So that means Gwen has very high expectations from yours truly . . . and those rabbit hole jobs are a ripoff sometimes.

  And then she proceeded to donate 100 simoleons to a charity.

  Gwen remained pretty humble about it, I must say. She only mentioned it to Fluffy after a a sudden posing demonstration. 

  At least Heather isn't completely missing out. She gets to learn Sims' skills more easily now.