At school, Lane was assigned a buddy to befriend. His name was Locke French-Steele, Christopher's son. Lane and Locke got along fantastically, spending many afternoons together at the library.
Back at home, the twins were growing up. They appeared nearly identical, so Eliza made sure to dress them carefully - yellow for Crystal, and blue for Faye. Crystal enjoyed looking at books with large, glossy pictures, clearly appreciating the art.
Their hands were beyond full taking care of the twins. The matching high chairs that they'd purchased sat, unused, in the corner of the dining room. The kids didn't care if they ate on the floor, right? There just wasn't any time to deal with the fancy chairs.
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Have I mentioned that I hate toddlers? The only thing I hate more than taking care of the toddlers is the bathroom situation. For some reason, I thought this house came with 1 1/2 bathrooms, but I was thinking of another one. Bit of a nasty surprise there. By the way, the house is the Secret American, downloaded off modthesims. It's a nice enough house, but there's some really weird routing issues when you have two parents trying to pick up two toddlers upstairs(for some reason, toddlers don't like being picked up on the second floor, despite there being plenty of room in three of the rooms there). I wouldn't play a household of more than 4~ sims in this house again.