Looks like it's Wynn's birthday!
So, naturally, it's Floyd's too.
Baby 75, Wynn Emerson, as a young adult! He gained the Bro, Responsible and Good Manners traits.
Baby 76, Floyd Everett, as a young adult! He gained the Clumsy, Mediator and Responsible traits.
Kiernan and Imogen.
And then the most unexpected and stupid thing happened - Floyd began dying. Of embarrassment.
(Turns out when he was a teen he was having a mood swing, giving him the 50+ Embarrassed moodlet and making him Mortified. Of course, as a teen this isn't harmful but he still had the buff and mood when he became a young adult, therefore making his susceptible to death which is a ridiculous circumstance if you ask me.)
I had been successful before, so I pled with the Grim Reaper but my plea fell on deaf (or death) ears.
Everyone at the birthday party watched as my baby, who had become a young adult moments earlier, passed away unnecessarily.
We all mourned as Grim took a final swipe of his scythe...
And Floyd's soul was reaped...
Poor Wynn was feeling the worst.
Dulcie and Billie.
Milo meets his new little sisters and, like Imogen, he is not impressed.
Me comforting Imogen.
I knew what I needed to do. I was used to my children dying (I had lost 68 now, after all) but in turn, and after living a full life. Poor Floyd had been an adult for all of two seconds before he died unfairly. I have read about ambrosia and I definitely think I can make it. I just need two ingredients, an Angelfish and a Death Flower. Hence why I am now in Willow Creek fishing behind our old house. Posey and Teddy joined me.
Not the fish I wanted, but a big catch!
Milo cries at Floyd's urn. I have yet to move it.
Doing blocks with Patrick.
It was soon Harvestfest and mum was cooking her grand meal, as usual.
I called everyone to the turkey but ole Teddy had already helped himself of course. Those Foodies.

















































