Final Fling

    GENERATION 1

CURRENT AMOUNT OF KIDS: 8

    Like any typical wannabe scientist, Fiona has totally thrown herself into the incredible world of looking at random rocks and plants! Too bad she still sucks at it.

      I feel bad; she's been doing these kinds of experiments forever and has epically failed every single time. So I bought her a skeleton, who was clearly not in mood for this analytical crap:

     Meanwhile, Angeline kept on writing her book . . . 

    Gwen kept honing her inner Picasso . . . 

    Emma got yet another belt . . . 

Miraculously, with no stink clouds.

      Aaaand Angie finally got pregnant with Baby No. 9:

      To celebrate, she proceed to sit down for a good six hours straight and finished her book.

It was on top of the charts in 1 country for 1 week.

     Since she's an adult on the verge of elder hood pregnant with her ninth child, it's only natural she uses it for her new drama book.

    Christopher was also nice enough to work hard in order to age up to young adulthood! Thanks, son!

   

   Also, his genetics are kind of "meh". Serious meh-netics at work.

    He generously paid part of the bills and promptly left home. I'd miss him already if we didn't have another kid on the way.

    At this rate, this would've been a filportant chapter with watching the kids trying to skill up in ways that were slower than a computer with dial-up, but I decided to cut to the the chase and show Angie's final fling in its glory.

     In true multitasking fashion, Heather hones her mad Easy Bake skillz to feed her hoard of siblings. She's going to be there for quite a while . . .

    Anyway, here's our Number 9: a bouncing baby boy!