I was back at work again, but it was really exhausting. My biological clock was really messed up and I was suffering from terrible insomnia. In a way it was a good thing, as I had almost been robbed again.
I was up very very late, *lol* I think the thieves hate me, and one actually walked past the house. I guess the movement past the lounge window deterred them. I still have not been able to afford a burglar alarm and I really can’t afford to get robbed.
Yes, I do sort of understand their need to steal, since I myself am a kleptomaniac, but I would rather be the thief than the victim. A bit of a hypocrytical logic I guess… but hey… what can I do?
I now had two toddlers in the house. After the scary experience at Maxi’s birthday, I did not want to risk a cake for Geraldine’s moving out of ‘babydom’ transition.
I just think this picture is so adorable, so I had to add it to the journal.
I had two toddlers to teach skills to now, I just hoped I managed to teach them everything in time. Some nights I was so exhausted, I hired the babysitter for a second time just so that I could get some sleep.
Maxi loved to play hide and seek.
Before long she had learned to walk, and boy was little miss proud of herself. She also learned the potty training skill very quickly, which was a relief. Here she is ‘marching’ to the loo.
It was my birthday so I decided to throw a party and invited all my friends and of course Jon. Don’t get a shock when you see him, my dear boo had aged. However you will be happy to know that he had remained a loving and faithful partner as well as a good daddy all the while.
Finally I was an adult, I wondered what this next stage of life would bring for me and my girls.
Thankfully the cake did not set on fire either. Here is Jon shortly after her age up telling her about the horrible fiery cake experience at her last party.
She looks alot like her daddy, but she has my fiery red locks.
I am very proud and wonder what kind of little sim she will grow up to be.