So. The last time we spoke, Elvira, the wife of my third generation heir, Lakeland, aged up.
The aim to have Trafford and his new wife Cindy have plenty of children was proceeding well, as Cindy was pregnant again.
Their first child turned out to be a son! Which meant I was getting extraordinarily lucky with my childrens’ genders. Their first little boy, named Ovid (I had my uni text book, Metamorphoses by Ovid, at my side when he was born) aged up successfully from a baby to a toddler.
A short while later, Cookie, twin one from Generation Three, aged up into elder territory and whilst seeming quite excited beforehand, seemed a little distressed afterwards!
Lakeland, what with him being her twin, joined her in aging up, looking equally as distressed by his new dodgy outfit;
Cindy’s second baby was born, and it was another boy!! Max (Lemsip Max Relief) was born, and continued to have the blond derp gene from his generation one female side.
Shortly after his birth, Cindy aged up to elder. I’ve actually struggled finding women close to my mens’ ages – possibly because I send them out on the pull the day they hit young adult. Ovid, Generation 5′s first heir, ages from toddler to child (fully potty trained, walking and talking), and Max followed him a couple of days later;
Unfortunately, amidst all these happy events, we had two deaths. Cookie, the elder twin of Generation Three, passed away. She was very shortly followed by Lakeland. This was the final death of Generation Three, leaving us with only Generation Four and Five alive.
