The next day, Gino decided to go to the park after school. He stayed there until it was time for curfew. Just as I clicked over to tell him to go home, he had a birthday!
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A sad, lonely birthday in the dark, with only a passing ghost for company.
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I decided it was time, so I bought Eliseo a cake and made him grow up, too.
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He grew into a young adult with… cornrows and a panda shirt. Okey dokey.
Meanwhile, baby Chin-Han cried and cried. I guess I would, too, if I had such a gross high chair next to my crib! Someone wipe that thing down!
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Now that Eliseo was a Young Adult, I kicked him out along with his younger brother Gino. Typically when you kick a Sim out, they walk calmly to the front curb and take a taxi. In this case, both of the kids RAN away. On foot. And Gino was making this terrible face!
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It actually made me feel pretty bad about the whole thing. Oh well – too late! Onward!
As he approached his 500th birthday (!!) Tyler had a 1,500-point Wish to hire an executive butler. I was getting pretty tired of the messes, so I did it.
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Kayce Naylor showed up thinking about… someone.
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First she cleaned the kitchen counter. Then she made spaghetti.
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I GOTTA GET ME ONE OF THOSE.