It's Everyone's Birthday

 Poor Ralphie, the only boy surrounded by girls.  He has six sisters living with him!  Here he is with Bronte.

 We received word in the middle of the night that Baby 47, Claus, had passed away, which cast a sombre mood on the house.

 This handsome but strange fella appeared on our doorstep one day!

 I greeted him enchantingly. 

 Maisie was also smitten with him.

 I somehow got Orange Bailey-Moon, Amelia's ultimate crush, to come over and she was beside herself!

 The youngest twinnies grew up!  Here's Sophie.

 And Bronte.

 Sophie as a toddler.  She has the Clingy trait, fitting from when she was a baby.

 Bronte as a toddler.  She has the Silly trait.  And they are definitely not identical! 

 Aw, hugs!

 Why hello, elder Declan!

 Surprisingly, Amelia is hitting it off with celebrity Orange.

 And they kissed!!

 Amelia herself can't believe what just happened.

 This was our second fire in two days.  The first was caused by Amelia, this one by Ralph.

 Everyone congregates on the road.

 This was our biggest fire ever.

 The aftermath.  I like how the bread box and the ice cream maker are unscathed. 

 It even reached the bedroom.

 Who's that mopping?  It's Otis! 

 Ralph (who I've realised looks just like Otis) playing with Sophie.

 Then it was time for Baby 54, Maisie, to move out.  She moved in with Holly and Louis.

 And then myself and Caleb got to it.

 He kept doing this, which was weird. 

 I told him I was pregnant and he seemed worried.

Me: "What's the matter, why are you so concerned?"

Caleb: "You see, the thing is, our baby may not be normal."

Me: "How would it be abnormal?"

Caleb: "I'm a- uh, I'm a vampire."

Me: "Okay cool."

Truthfully, I was okay with it.  I had done some reading on vampires before but wasn't sure if they were really real.  But now I'm having a baby with one and said baby might be one!  What a challenge to look forward to!

 And then our gardener died in our garden.

 Amelia has been working out for Orange!  She's slimmed down.  She informed me that Orange is now her boyfriend.

 It's time for a birthday party.  Here is Amelia looking pretty.

 Louis and Holly, two of three triplets, giving looks.

 Otis and his son Benny.

 Me going: "Julian, darling, get off the computer and talk to your nanna please."

He is Darby's son.

 Finley's wife Kaydence looks angrily at Ralph.

 Ralph hugs his dad, Harris.

 Let's see whose birthday it is.  Amelia.

 Ralph.

 Iris.

 Piper.

 Sophie.

 AND Bronte.  I don't believe it - it's all six kids' birthdays!  I guess that can happen when you have three sets of twins at once.

Amelia and Ralph to the cakes first.

 Amelia turns!

 Ralph turns!

They age up in perfect synchronisation! 

 Then Iris!

And Piper!

 Then the youngest set of twins helped by the oldest set!  Sophie with Amelia.

And Bronte with Ralph!  (Their hair colours match too!)

 Baby 55, Amelia Grace, as a Young Adult.  She gained the Family Oriented, Good Manners and Emotional Control traits.

Baby 56, Ralph Andrew, as a Young Adult.  He gained the Goofball, Responsible and Emotional Control traits.  And he ditched the Justin Bieber hairstyle ("so I can find 'the one'", how sweet - his aspiration is Soulmate, remember?).

 Baby 57, Iris, as a teenager.  She gained the Dance Machine trait and has the Master Actress aspiration, the first of my children to have it.

 Baby 58, Piper, as a teenager.  She gained the Cat Lover trait and has the Animal Affection aspiration, also the first of my children to have this particular aspiration. 

 Baby 59, Sophie, as a child.  She has the Loner trait and Whiz Kid aspiration.  

 Baby 60, Bronte, as a child.  She has the Gloomy trait and Artistic Prodigy aspiration. 

 Otis wincing at how Iris' new lashes bode with my graphics settings.

 Ralph is also skeptical. 

 Piper is also looking amazing, with spiders on her eyes.

I thought this picture was hilarious!  Iris and Otis (similar names, I now see).

 Ralph: "Mum reckons we should be each other's twin instead of you being Declan's and me being Amelia's."

 Otis: "Really?  We look NOTHING alike!"

Just for reference, here are three of my sons, half-brothers.  The middle is Ralph, Baby 56.  The left is Otis, Baby 49.  I threw in Baby 41, Harry, on the right there since I realised, apart from the hair colour which he gets from his dad, Ralph is a mixture of the two!  Otis + Harry = Ralph.  Isn't it incredible?

Sophie: "Can you please spray the monster under my bed?"

Ralph: "You just became a child, you don't have a bed yet."