Rosa is reluctant to have a birthday party but enjoys it once it starts. The party is small with just family. Rosa receives gifts including a castle and opens a strange gift of a tin can from her grandfather. Her family is concerned about her grandfather's odd behavior and memory issues and want him to see a doctor. They receive good news that Amber has given birth to a baby boy named Massimo.

1. The most fun getting shot you’ll ever have!

2. Friday: Main House
Salvatore looked around wondering where his daughter Rosa could be. He had been left with the job of getting her bathed and dressed for her
birthday party while Tamara slept. This third pregnancy was being even harder on her then the first two had been.

3. He spied movement under
Arianna’s cot and squatting
down he could see two small
shoes.
“Rosa what are you doing
under there? Didn’t you hear
Papá calling for you?”
“Don’t want a party!”
“Oh honey bee it’s only your
Aunty Alisa with Adri and
Bru, that’s all.”
“No it’s a big party, I heard
Mamma say so!”
“Mamma was talking about
your Aunt Lottie’s wedding
tomorrow, not your party.
Come out and see your
pretty new dress” said
Salvatore coaxingly.

4. If there was one thing
Salvatore knew about Rosa,
was that she loved to get a
new dress. In fact dresses
were all she would wear.
Rosa wiggled around and
peered out at him. “Is it
pretty?”
“Very pretty.”
“Is there cake?”
“Cake and presents.”
“Can I see the dress?”
“Only if you come out have
a bath and put it on.”
“Okay” said Rosa,
reluctantly crawling out
from under her sister’s cot.
“I’ll come to my birfday but
only if other people don’t
come.”
“Hmm” said Salvatore
pretending to ponder the
idea. “I guess you win.”

5. “You bargain pretty well for a four year old” said Salvatore scooping her up.
Rosa laughed as he tickled her. “Five Papá, I’m going to be five!”

6. Rosa nervously clung to her Papa’s leg as they walked up the corridor to the lounge room. While many little girls would love a party, the very idea
gave Rosa a sick feeling in her stomach. She relaxed when she saw it really was only her Mamma, sister and cousin.

7. The adults went to dance and talk while Rosa joined her three year old sister.
“Rosa you happy now?”
“Yes this is fun Ari! Want to dance?”
“Yes!”

8. As Rosa danced with Arianna she decided parties like this were pretty fun after all.

9. “How are you feeling now?”
“Good! I think that nap was just what I needed. Although I could really go for a piece of cake or two right about now; this baby does nothing but
eat!” exclaimed Tamara.
“I think I can arrange that” said Salvatore chuckling.

10. “Time for cake everyone!”
Soon everyone had gathered round. Rosa watched her Aunty Alisa, her cousin Bru and her beloved Nonie came in from the kitchen as well. No one
wanted to miss seeing her grow up.

11. Suddenly nervous again Rosa clung to her papa’s arm.
“It’s okay Rosa we can blow together.”
Content with that she leant forward and blew out the candles.

12. “Papá help with birfday now?”
“Not this time honey bee, you get to do it yourself.”
“But I don’t know what to do!”
“You will, and I’ll be just over there to watch.”

13. As the long forgotten tingles from her first birthday tickled her toes, Rosa stood up and realized that her Papá was right; she did know what to do
after all.

14. Rosa looked around at all the happy faces of her family and didn’t feel nearly as scared as she thought she would be. She let the sparkles take over,
jumped into the air and...

15. Grew into a much larger little girl. She was happy to have grown up in a skirt, but oh dear it was much too short and so was her hair. How
embarrassing! So even before her family could come to congratulate her, Rosa had run off to fix herself up.

16. Dressed and her hair done, Rosa came back to have a piece of cake and open her presents.
“Want to dance Rosa?” called Joanne who was doing the smustle all by herself.
Rosa just giggled and shook her head; her Nonie sure looked funny dancing.

17. With the cake eaten it was time to open the presents.
“Can I open the large one first?” asked Rosa shyly.
“Of course you can sweetie” said Joanne.
“That’s from us!” called Tamara. It was a special gift that they had got made to order, so they really hoped she liked it.

18. They weren’t disappointed at Rosa’s squeal of excitement as she saw what was in the box.

19. “Oh wow a castle! Thank you!”
“I think she likes it” whispered Tamara happily to Salvatore.

20. Rosa looked at the two boxes on the table. The pink one was from Aunty Alisa and the little green one was from her Grandparents.
She decided on the small one and gave it a little shake. It sounded like there was something gently knocking on the inside of the box, maybe it was
some pretty jewellery.

21. Rosa stared at what had come out of the box and even looked inside it in case she had missed the real present. “Umm what is it Nona?”
“Oh no” she heard her grandmother sigh.
“It looks like a tin can?”

22. “That would be your Grandfather’s little joke” she quickly explained to Rosa while groaning inwardly. *Oh Luigi you have really done it now.*
“Why don’t you open Aunty Alisa’s present?”
“Okay Nonna.”
Joanne was glad her granddaughter didn’t seem upset, but she knew from the looks on the faces of the adults that she had some explaining to do.

23. Aunty Alisa had given her a kite and seeing it was a Friday night as well as her birthday she was allowed to go try it out.

24. Of course having her out of the
room was also a good opportunity
to talk.
“Mamma, I think you need to
explain just what is going on. A tin
can is rather a strange gift to get
your granddaughter.”
“I was hoping it wouldn’t get
worse.”
“What wouldn’t get worse? It’s Papá
isn’t it? I’ve noticed he seems a little
odd lately.”
“He’s been doing some very odd
things. I can’t be sure but I think”
said Joanne pausing “I think he’s
going senile.”
“Che macello!”

25. “I talked to him a few nights ago; well pleased actually for him to go see a Dr about the issues he’s been having. But you know your father and how
stubborn he is.”

26. “He refused to listen to a word I said; said he was fine and what did I think he was, old? I mean really he’s 55, the same age as I am, of course he isn’t
old. I told him you don’t have to be really old to develop dementia and that it would put my mind at ease if he could get himself checked out.”

27. “Well he started ranting at me how he had only just taken over and that I was just peeved he was spending less time at home. As if that would be
the reason, I’m just worried about him. He’s been doing some odd things lately, but none of them seemed that strange until tonight. I asked him to
buy Rosa’s birthday present and he said he would as he couldn’t be at the party due to work. He didn’t tell me what it was, but he seemed happy
with whatever it was and that he even got it gift wrapped as it was something special...” Joanne trailed off.

28. “Maybe it really was a joke”
suggested Tamara feeling
somewhat awkward. She
wasn’t too sure if she should
be hearing all this about
Salvatore’s parent’s private
discussions.
“Papá does not pull practical
jokes.”
“And even if he did, I really
don’t think a five year old
would be the target” added
Joanne.
“I’ll see if I can talk to him.”
“Thank you Salvatore I would
be most grateful if you would.
Just make sure it is after
Lottie’s wedding.”
“Of course Mamma, I wouldn’t
want that spoiled with bad
feelings. I will try and wait
until he is in a good mood.”

29. Just then the phone rang so Joanne went to answer it.
“I really hope your dad is okay Salvatore.”
“Me to, I can’t imagine Papá becoming senile, plus he’s still head of the family until he retires.”
“She did? How wonderful! That’s such good news!” they heard Joanne say down the phone.

30. “What’s happening now?” asked Salvatore.
“Fair skin, blue eyes and black hair; I’ll tell the family! Pass on our congratulations to Amber won’t you.” ..... “Oh does he have a name?”
.... “Massimo or Mo for short; I’ll jot that down on my birthday calendar.” .... “I’ll be over to see you all in the morning before Lottie’s wedding.”
..... “Yes I understand you won’t be coming, that’s all right. You just have a lovely time with that new baby. Bye Tony.”

31. “Amber had her baby! I must go
tell your father at once, he’ll be
pleased as punch to have a new
grandson.”
“I must go buy her a baby
present” said Tamara. “Something
she doesn’t already have....or did
she get rid of everything?”
“I believe she did from what Tony
has told me.”
“That is such good news Mamma;
and right on Rosa’s birthday too!”
Said Salvatore. “I hope his birth
helps them to move on past what
happened with Chiara.”

32. “Sweetie, I don’t think anything will make them forget losing their first baby, but hopefully a new little one will help them heal.”
“I didn’t mean forget Mamma, I know they won’t ever forget, but a new baby should help them, don’t you think?”
“I think so.”
“It’s so exciting!” said Tamara with a big grin. “I bet they are both over the moon!”

33. Tony and Amber’s house
“You got your mother then?”
“Yes, she was ecstatic. Can I have a
hold now?”
“No! I mean soon, after I’ve fed
him.”
“Are you okay Amber?”
“Of course I am!” said Amber
sharply.
Tony shrugged “Okay, well I’ll be
working on that robot if you need
me; stupid thing broke down again. I
don’t know why I ever made it; a
maid would have been more use.”
“Yes, yes of course” said Amber
absentmindedly. She didn’t really
care what Tony did right now.
Everything felt very surreal. She
patted Mo gently on his back, but
somehow that didn’t feel real either.
Part of her head was telling her this
was all just another dream and that
soon Mo’s real mother would walk in
and take him away and once more
she would be standing in an empty
nursery, staring at an empty cradle.

34. Amber tucked Mo into his cradle, his trusting eyes looking back into her own. His were blue just like hers while Chiara’s had been brown just like his
Grandmother’s.... Amber choked back a sob, Chiara should be a toddler now, coming to see her new little brother; but that was never meant to be.

35. Amber had never planned on having children, but once she realized she was pregnant she had embraced the idea. She gave birth to Chiara early on
in the winter.

36. She had been a happy baby with dark brown eyes and black hair. Amber told Tony that they must have another baby straight away, which Tony had
eagerly obliged with.

37. Happy that Chiara would soon have a sibling close in age to play with, Amber had lain her down in her cradle for her afternoon nap. A nap that
Chiara never awoke from.

38. “Never fear Mo, I’m never going to let anything happen to you ever.”

39. Lottie had decided on a small no fuss
Saturday wedding at the main park. Brandon had
arrived early with Lottie to arrive later by
car. Later being the word as Lottie was
not known for being on time.
“Maybe you can teach her to be on time
boy” called out Luigi, as Brandon passed
around anxiously.
Brandon was a shy quiet man, quite the
opposite of bubbly outgoing Lottie. The
steely eyes of his soon to be father-in-law
on his back, made him all the more
nervous. He had images of him whipping
out a Tommy gun from under the seat and
blowing him away if he said the wrong
thing. What was he doing marrying into a
family like this?!
“Shhh leave the boy alone” chided
Joanne. The fact that Luigi made him
nervous was quite obvious.
“Nothing but good natured ribbing
Joanne. He knows that; and if not than he
needs to learn how to take it.”
Joanne sighed. A well placed word of
welcome showing that Luigi was happy to
have Brandon as a son-in-law could have
gone a long way, but none was
forthcoming.

40. A silver car pulled up and Lottie all in purple stepped out.
“Here she comes!” said Alisa.
Brandon looked up and gave a low chuckle. So that was what Lottie had wanted to do this morning, go get her hair cut and dyed.

41. “That’s Lottie?!”
“Yes.”
“She is purple! Her hair is
purple! I think_”
“I think you will say nothing
Luigi Mobacy! Do you hear
me?”
“But_”
“No! Not a word! This is
Lottie’s wedding and the
brides word is law, so there
will be no comments from
you!” said Joanne waving her
finger in the air.
“Mamma mia!”

42. “Psst, Papá, Papá!”
whispered Rosa loudly.
“What honey Bee?”
“Can I sit with you
pleeeas? Bru is kicking
my chair and I want to
be next to you.”
“I’ll ask your Aunty
Angel if she minds
moving.”
“Thank you!”

43. Seats were swapped in a hurry and toddlers were quickly planted either on laps or on tiny chairs because arch wedding were short ceremonies and
the adults didn’t want to miss a moment of it.
Not that Tamara was too pleased to have to sit in front of Bru, the little boy was rather overactive, but Angel had basically thumbed her left and
taken over her seat.

46. Salvatore decided weddings were a great way to get the family together. He would encourage more of them. Yes, even his Aunt Angel was smiling.
“Hello small child, refrain from putting your drool covered fingers upon my shirt.”
“That is your great nephew Bru.” Smiled Tamara as the active tot tried to scale his great aunt’s chair.
“More like a monkey if you ask me.”

48. “Well we did it” said Brandon
looking around at all of
Lottie’s smiling clapping
family.
“We did, and see you didn’t
even get one bullet hole! Let
alone a hail of Tommy gun
bullets” joked Lottie. “In fact
Papa has not said a word
about anything.”
“You didn’t hear the
conversation they had while
you walked up the road!”
Lottie laughed. “Good on
Mamma! Glad she’s started
telling Papa what’s what.
Let’s hope we can have just
as nice a reception.”

50. “Oh Papá I want a pretty wedding just like this!” sighed Rosa happily.
“One day honey bee; and you will look like a princess and make your Papá very happy.”

51. The Cake
From there they all went over to the small pavilion for refreshments, including the cutting of the cake. Again there was nothing lavish about it, Lottie
had said the wedding was to be a relaxed smart casual affair and that was what it was, right down to the cake.
“You’re going to feed me nicely, aren’t you Lottie?”
“Of course.”

52. Nice
cheeks
Brandon!

53. The Reception

54. The Children
Talk to
the hand!

55. Although Tony and Amber were missed, it was a lovely day.

56. Sunday
“I wonder how Amber is
getting on?” said Alisa on
Sunday morning “I think I’ll try
calling and seeing if she will
come out to the park for
morning tea.”
“Good idea. If what your
father said was true and she
has spent every waking
moment holding Mo and only
napping in a chair, then she
must be close to a break
down.”
“I know it’s all third hand
information, but I’m worried
about her and want to help.”
“Honey if anyone can help it’s
you.”

57. “Hi Amber, it’s Alisa” ... “Yes Alisa Rossi, Tony’s sister. I was planning on taking my boys to this really quiet little park this morning and thought of
you because it’s so close to where you live” .... “Oh walking distance” .... “Well I believe it’s fairly new, which is probably why it’s so quiet.” .... “I’d
love to see you and Mo and catch up on things.”
Alisa looked at Yo-Yo and shrugged. Amber was making all kinds of excuses. But Alisa patiently persisted and was rewarded with a rather
unenthusiastic “Okay”. But that was enough.

58. “You see, miracle worker and
super mum.”
“Well I don’t know about
that, but I thought she could
use a friend.”
“Have I ever told you that you
are the sweetest woman in
all of Eredita?”
“Oh a few times” said Alisa,
her lips curving into a smile.
“But this won’t get us ready!
It’s close on nine fifteen and I
have to drive over there yet!”
“Never fear, Yo-Yo baby bag
packer extraordinaire at your
service! Which means go get
ready!”
“Thank you!” said Alisa giving
him a quick kiss before flying
off to get dressed.
“You know you look fine!”
called Yo-Yo after her.

59. Alisa smiled at her sons’ playing on the rug, this had been a great idea. The tiny park was empty and the weather couldn’t have been more perfect;
leaving Amber no excuse not to come out.

60. “Look Mamma! I made it go!” exclaimed Adriano proudly. The lights flashed and siren sounded as he pressed the slightly stiff button on his favourite
toy fire engine.
“Good job Adri! Now you will be able to do it all by yourself!” *And not ask us every two minutes* she silently added. Alisa loved watching her
children grow and develop, but she was thankful that her four year old son was starting to be a little bit more independent.

61. Oopsies, I
forgot
spring here.
“I think I forgot to bring a spare nappy, maybe I should go home” said Amber nervously.
“No worries, I have plenty to spare if Mo needs a change. I think I hear him waking up, did you bring a mat like I said?”

62. “I did, but I’m not sure if that’s safe” said Amber hurrying over to the pram.
“Safe? I haven’t seen any ants or bees or anything Amber, it’s good for them to kick their legs on a mat.”
“Well I let him do that at home, but your boys might throw toys at him!”

63. Alisa bit back the ‘What!’ That
nearly escaped her lips. While
You’re
not a
Adriano was a very gentle boy
new bee! she knew her two year old son
Bru found other people’s babies
fascinating. Alisa eyed her middle
son, he was sticking his finger in
his nose and turning the pages of
his new book. Yes a grotty little
finger in Mo’s eye, and Amber
would no doubt flee from the
park. She would have to be very
careful to keep all those little
digits engaged elsewhere.
“You like your cosy pram don’t
you Mo” clucked Amber. Mo
whimpered and squirmed in his
wrappings.
“I bet he’d love to look at the
flowers in the park, it keeps
Sarbello amused.”

64. “It seems so...so unprotected down here” said Amber hovering over Mo.
“Why don’t you sit on the rug with him?”
“Yes” said Amber watching Braulio crawl over. “I think I will.”
“Bubu!” said Bru.
“Yes it’s a bubu. How about we have morning tea?
“Tea!” said Bru his attention easily diverted to the snack in his mothers bag.

65. Sarbello had awoken from
his nap and was kicking and
gurgling on his mat while
the older boys shared a
bowl of fruit and drank their
juice. Satisfied they were
all happily occupied Alisa
poured herself a cup of
herbal tea from her flask
and watched Amber and Mo
quietly over the rim.
Amber fussed over Mo’s
swaddling blanket, tucking
the ends back under every
time Mo would try and
wiggle free. Alisa longed to
unwrap the baby as he was
obviously hot and not at all
happy at being kept
restricted.
“Would you like some
ginger tea Amber?”
“No thanks I’m not really
keen on the herbal, I’ll just
stay here with Mo.”

66. Mo’s fussing turned to crying and Amber did her best to placate him, looking worried.
“Maybe he wants to be unwrapped; the day is becoming quite warm” suggested Alisa, hoping she didn’t sound pushy. Alisa’s heart ached for Amber
and what she must be going through. She really wanted to help but was at a loss at how to or even if that was possible.
“No, no he needs to be kept warm, being cold is dangerous” said Amber tensely while rocking Mo back and forth. The rocking quietened him down a
bit, but he started back up again as soon as Amber slowed down.

67. “What if he’s sick?!” said
Amber her voice becoming
shrill.
“Sometimes babies just cry,
Braulio had colic his whole
babyhood.”
That did not seem to allay
Amber’s fears at all.
“Thank you for inviting me
out Alisa, but I’m worried Mo
is getting sick. I’m going
home, sorry.”
“That’s alright, maybe we
could do this another day.”
“Yes another day” said Amber
somewhat relieved.

68. Alisa would have liked to
have given Amber a hug,
but she didn’t think Amber
would appreciate that just
yet, so she gently patted
her arm instead.
“I bet he’s back to his
normal self after a good
nap”
“Yes a nap, that is what he
needs.” but Amber didn’t
sound convinced.
Alisa watched Amber
collect her few things
feeling helpless. It was
probably just as well
babyhood was short;
hopefully Mo turning into
a toddler tomorrow might
calm Amber’s fears.

69. Mine!
No
mine!
After saying a quick goodbye Alisa picked up Sarbello to nurse and watched with concern as Amber hurried out of the park. Loud cries coming from
Adri and Bru fighting over a toy car brought her attention back to her own toddlers.

70. Tut tut.

71. Bru was easily redirected to one of the parks ride-on toys while Adri had his turn with the wooden car. Toddlers could be a lot of fun but were also
very demanding. Thinking of which she needed to bake a cake for Sarbello’s toddler birthday that night.

72. Sarbello Rossi
7/8/4/7/6
Al-Luigi-Alisa-Sarbello

73. Main House
“Stupid Mobacy’s wont suspect a thing, I’ll just blend in like one of the staff, plant the bomb and get out of here.”

74. “Mwhaha the perfect place! As soon as they turn on the stereo, kaboom! No more Mobacy’s!”

75. “You might want to rethink that idea.”
“I can explain!”
“Sure you can...”

76. “...to the Grim Reaper!”

77. “Keep the change you filthy animal.”
Quote from ‘Home Alone’

78. “Mama what was that noise?!”
“Oh just your Grandfather playing with his toys. Now I need you to do something for me.”
“Okay”

79. “I need you to try on your new school uniform.”
“School? Do I have to go to school?”
“Well of course you do Rosa, that’s what children do. We’ve enrolled you in the new Eredita Prep school, it will be great.”

80. “But I don’t want to go to
school! Can’t I just stay home
with you? I promise to be really
good and I’ll study and
everything!”
“Rosa, I’m sorry but you’re
going to school, starting
tomorrow. It’s a really good
school with lots of activities and
I’m sure you will make lots of
new friends.”
“But_”
“No buts, now be a good girl
and go and get changed.”
“Okay Mama” said Rosa sadly.
School! She hated the very
idea!

81. Rosa got changed and came
out of her bedroom looking
dejected. She tugged on the
hem of her skirt because it
was too short, while the collar
was too tight and the grey
was just icky. School was
going to be horrible, she just
knew it!
“You look very nice...or you
would do if you took that sad
look of your face. School
won’t be so bad pumpkin, I
promise.”
“Did you go to school?”
“Well no, but I was uni
student, what’s known as a
dormie. I would have been
one forever if I hadn’t married
your Papá.”
*Rosa may not be happy with her uniform but I am. Thank you to Regacylady/Cait for recolouring the plain grey that comes with the simlogical
school mod.

82. “That sounds awful!”
“It was very different to this life that’s for sure. Now it’s time both of us to go to bed. You have a big exciting day ahead and_”
“Yeah...sure”
“You do, be positive! And I have to rest; growing a baby is exhausting!”

83. Three hours later.
“Salvatore! The baby’s coming!” screamed Tamara.
“It can’t be, it isn’t time!”

84. “Arrggh! I don’t think it got the time table!!”
“I’ll go get the car!”
“You arggh! Do that!”

85. “How may I _”
“My wife’s in labour!”
“Of course, if you could just fill out the forms.”

86. “Paper work! Lady she’s in premature labour! I don’t think the baby is planning on waiting while I write out my name and address!”
“Get me a Doctor before I argghh! Kill you with my bare hands!”
“I’ll page Dr Cooke.”

87. “Ah just in time I see, please
change into the towel and sit
down on the birthing chair
Mrs Mobacy.”
“You’re my Doctor?! Where is
Dr Evans?”
“Dr Evans is away on a cruise”
“Well how nice for him!”
“Now then dear, I think you
better do what this nice Dr
says.”

88. “Nurse do we have the
probeliganger, the
clinchness and the horse
syringe?”
“Yes Doctor”
“Horse syringe?!”
“Hah, just a little medical
joke my dear, nothing for
you to worry about!”
“Umm...o-kay.”
“Come on Tamara you
don’t want to keep Dr
Cooke waiting.”

89. “I’m the top vet for the area and have delivered thousands of kittens.”
“A vet! Salvatore help me!”
“Push Tamara we’ll soon have our own litter!”

90. “And here come the kittens!”
“Oh plumbbob! I’m having kittens?!”
“One, two and three!”

91. “Congratulations on the safe delivery of your kittens Mrs Mobacy.”
“But those are teddy bears!”
“Look honey, we got two girls and one boy! Now you only need to give me one more son and you can stop breeding!”
“Noooooooooooo!”

92. “Arrrggghhh!” Tamara screamed and sat up in bed. She looked around with wild eyes for the doctor and then realized it had only been a dream.
“Wow that was sure real!” Tamara took a few deep breaths. Her stomach felt uncomfortable; perhaps a trip to the toilet and a drink of milk was in
order.

93. All of a sudden a real pain ripped across her stomach. “Salvatore!”
“I’m coming Tamara!”

94. “I only just went through this!”
“What?”
“Never mind!”
“I’ll go wake mamma and Papá, ring the hospital and get the car. Try and stay calm.”

95. They arrived at the small private
hospital in 15 minutes. Tamara
took one look around the
waiting room and dug her finger
nails into Salvatore’s arm.
“Another contraction already?”
“No, it’s just that this is just like
my dream! The same people are
in the waiting room!”
“Mrs Mobacy?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Nurse Margaret, I’m going
to give you a quick examination
and then take you up to your
room, would you like to sit in
the chair or would you rather
walk?”
“Chair please.”

96. “Ouch!”
“Contraction?”
“yeess!”
“4 minutes apart” said
Nurse Margaret looking at
her watch.”
Once it had ended Tamara
sank gratefully back into the
chair.
“Is there...a Dr Cooke
working here?”
“Not that I’m aware of.”
“Thank plumbbob for that!”
“It was only a dream Tam.”
“You weren’t there! Or
rather you were and you
were useless!”
Nurse Margaret smiled
sympathetically at
Salvatore. “Heard worse.”

97. “Now Mrs Mobacy I’m going
to be giving you an injection
of magnesium sulphate to
help stop the labour and
another injection of steroids
for the baby’s lungs. If you
can lie on your left side and
drink as much water as
possible that will also help.
Do you have your wife’s bags
Mr Mobacy?”
“Oh no, in the rush to get
here I forget.”
“That’s all right you can get it
later.”
“Will she be here for long?”
“That’s not really for me to
say, but she could be.”
“This is going to be fun” said
Tamara dryly.

98. “Have a good sleep and I’ll see you
in the morning.”
“Don’t go.”
“It’s time you got some sleep Mrs
Mobacy.”
“I’m not going far, they gave me a
small room next to yours okay?”
“Okay.”
“I’m just going downstairs to call
mamma first, she made me promise
to call her as soon as I knew
anything.”
“Ahmm” Tamara gave a large yawn
and shut her eyes, she was
absolutely exhausted.

99. “Yes it was premature labour, but they seem to have stopped it, so I’m spending the night here.” ...... “I know I left the bag, I’ll get it in the morning.
Seems like she may be here a while.” ..... “Don’t worry I’ll keep you posted”
“Mr Mobacy?”

100. “Mr Mobacy, are you there?”

101. Salvatore?!

102. Footnotes
Amber and Tony really did have a baby named Chiara. Due to a problem with my antivirus on windows 7, if I play with it turned on and save, it
shreds the file of any baby in the house. I stupidly left it on the day she was born. This is the last picture I took, when I came back into the house
Amber was feeding thin air. I hope no one is offended that I treated this as a baby death.

103. Rosalba
(Rosa)
6/1/9/1/10
I have added a number of hacks since I last played. These are to make things for the most part harder or more interesting.
These include a double aging mod. This only kicks in when a sim ages, so there is some tweaking of ages going on. Children now have 15 days.
To go along with this I added in harder grades, no 20K hand out, halved wages and slower aspiration gain and new variety on LTW.
I’ve also put on the simlogical school mod, including prep school from 9-5. All children will be getting summer holidays courtesy of the summer
holiday mod from MTS.

104. What else: If some eyes look different, that’s from my new eye default. Tamara is sporting the dark blue.
You may have noticed the word Eredita a few times this update. The word is Italian and means inheritance. This is my new ‘real town name’
(instead of Legacy hood) for this neighbourhood.
 che macello means what a mess.

105. Other Birthdays
Not shown in the update are two other
generation four toddlers, Luisa and Mario
Mobacy. (not twins) These are Nic’s two
children with Vicki.
I exited and reloaded the lot a total of 8
times to get that boy, so he better be
worth it.
Luisa Mobacy
5/7/10/10/0
Mario Mobacy
10/10/10/4/1
Won’t they be fun!

106. Oh and this guy deserved to be whacked-that is all. ;)