Well it has been almost nearly over a week since I added any chapters to the unfolding story of the MacTavishes, but fear not, I have not deleted the save file, I have just been making the blog prettier.  I like to think it is a lot more friendlier now that cyborg-Travis is gone.  But I have pictures and words to go with those pictures so let’s get it started in here! 

Kaylynn was going stir-crazy so I sent her down to the Bistro (which incidentally the MacTavishes are partners in.)  She did this.

Kaylynn:  “Of course I did, there’s no-one I want to sit with anyways.”

Awww, widowhood still stings after all these days.

Chance has mastered the art of putting one foot in front of the other, using his facial muscles to communicate effectively as well as the ability to eliminate his wastes in an appropriate container.  Now I’m getting him working on those vital musical skills cos I want me a Rock Star dammit!

Marsh:  “Aaah!  Is my arse on fire again?”

Naw, you’re just growing up.  You’re now a full-grown adult.  Whatever that means. 

Travis is pretty tame for a ghost, he only comes out when he wants to download pr0n really.  Not that the painting minds of course.

Bayou continues to work towards her lifetime wish.  As a self-employed angler, she fails.  But as an aunt?  She’s the bestest.

Bliss:  “I love you mommy!”

Griselda “I love you too, darling.”

Awww, another heart-touching moment between mother and daughter. 

Kaylynn:  “Move it or lose it!  I’ve been raising babies since before you were born whippersnapper!”

True Story!  Destiny and Chance are lucky to have such attention lavished upon them.

Guess what day it is?  That’s right it’s Monday, or SPACE DAY!

Kaylynn:  “I don’t know if I can go, the shower is broken again.”

Tough luck, you’re going!  Now get!

Chance:  “Hehe! Oh boy!  That tickles!”

Yet another birthday celebrated without cake (It’s bad for the teeth I’m told).  And yet another 90’s popular culture reference! 😉

Chance:  “What the heck?  MOM!?  I need a hair cut stat!”

Kidlet Chance’s first order of business?  Getting rid of the girly hair.  His second?  Getting rid of the girly tee-shirt.

Destiny:  “Daddy is a doctor.”

Griselda:  “Oh my gosh!  Yes he is!  Clever girl!”

Destiny:  “Actually, he’s a Trauma Surgeon, if you want to be precise.”

I knew I forgot to do something.  I forgot Destiny’s toddler introduction picture.  No cookie for me 😦 .  Destiny is a friendly genius, who likes pop music, stir-fry and the colour lilac.  Poor Griselda doesn’t stand a chance.

Griselda:  “Wheee!  It’s my birthday!”

Destiny:  “Be vewy vewy qwite, I’m hunting wabbit!”

Somehow I don’t think Griz fully comprehends the concept of fully mature adulthood.  Good on her, I don’t comprehend it either, and apparently I am a fully mature adult…or something.

DeadLegGuy1:  “Lolz, I’m IM’ing u frm beyond teh grave!  if ur not nice 2 me, ill hant ur interwebs.”

Twiharder7084:  “U r vampir?  A/S/L????”

At least that’s how I imagine this particular conversation is going.

This is our current mail man.  Something or Other Whatshisface.   Er…I didn’t actually catch his name as I was too excited by the fact that he is a pretty NPC and I am currently growing up 2 girl-children (as well as Bayou)

Destiny continues to excell at her learnings.  Out of all the children this generation she is the one who achieved the most.  Walking, talking and peeing in the first 24 hours, blocks and xylophone in the next 3 days, then it was onto the books.  And I discovered that you can have a TSAL and a maid.  All you need do is keep the books in the toddlers inventory, and whip them out whenever a new book is required. 

Bliss:  “Aww man?  Can you believe question 2?  How are we supposed to know that?”

Chance:  “You’re up to question two?  Dude, I haven’t even written my name!”

Destiny:  “Omnomnomnomgrrrrrrnomnomnom”

Turtle:  “ILY”

Chance:  “Do you mind?  I’m trying to paint here.  Stupid baby, and she’s supposed to be a genius….*muttermutteretc*”

This isn’t the best picture of a toddler sleeping, but again, so adorable…Watching babies sleep is something you can do for hours.  Of course, my own baby prefers to sleep with her face smushed into her blanket and her bum in the air…but this is cute too.

Bayou:  “So, I was wondering are you single?”

Postman Pat*:  “Ah, actually I’m in a relationship actually.  We’ve just decided to risk going steady.”

Bayou:  “Oh.  Well I wasn’t asking for me you understand.  I have nieces.”

But your nieces aren’t the ones who ran out to meet the postman in their undies now are they Bayou?

*Fairly sure his name isnt’ Pat.

Marsh:  “I love you. *Surreptitious booby-grab*”

I got rid of his bling-singlet for the polo shirt because I think it gives him a more grown-up doctorial look.

Griselda:  “Teehee.  I love you too McSpunky.  *Slurpslurpsuckyface*”

Kaylynn:  “Can you guys cut it out with that Romance crap?  I am sitting RIGHT HERE.” 

LOL!  Marsh is treating sick people at the cemetary…Just in case ;).

Grim-Reaper:  “As you can tell, the Soccer World Cup has ended.  But I’m sure we’ll find some appropriate group activity that you can participate in Mrs. MacTavish.”

Kaylynn:  “You can take me anywhere, so long as Travis is there.”

Bayou:  “Mommy??! Waaaaaaaaaaah.”

I wasn’t expecting this.  I thought Kaylynn was going to live forever.  I know Kaylynn and everyone else thought she was going to live forever…She only managed 92 days, and was only 5k LTH points away from 200K.  She was taken too soon if you ask me.  But at least she got to go into Space that one time.  R.I.P Kaylynn.

I just realised that Chance blinks.  ALOT.  He bought home this young lady.  I want her because of her hair, but do not want to touch that bone structure!  I’m fairly sure she’s an Alto descendant, with cheekbones that can slice bread.  True story.

Bliss:  “Grandma would have wanted me to be happy on my birthday.  So despite the fact I’m really really sad, I’m going to try to have a good birthday okay?  Yay me.  Woo hoo.”

Bliss:  “Sweet Jebus!  Where did my freaking hair go???”

Despite her attempt to have a good birthday, it appears the Follicle Gods were against her.  She rolled light-sleeper this birthday (She rolled Frugal as a child, which is convenient considering its the family trait.)

Marsh:  “I feel so conflicted!  I’ve just achieved the dream I have had since boyhood.  But mommy is dead….Oh the humanity!  Won’t someone think of the children!  Curse you!  Waaaaaaah.”

Once again, a life time wish is achieved, and someone pays the ultimate price.  If it happens again, it will be the family tradition.  Death is always associated with something (or someone) I’ve noticed in Legacy Stories.

Bliss:  “Omnomnomnom Hot dogs!”

Hey Bliss, where’d the hair come from?

Bliss:  “Oh, I found a stash of hair growth stuff in my bathroom.  I just used it all et voila, pretty hair.”

Yeah, she is actually in what eventually became Ocean’s bedroom.

Marsh:  “…And then, when I was 5, E.R. started, I watched all the episodes I could because, even at that age I knew I wanted to be a doctor.   The training I recieved watching all of those episodes were pivotal in my success as a surgeon…”

Bliss:  “Wait!  What came before E.R. again?’

Marsh conveniently forgets that the love of his life didn’t enter his life until he was a teen. 

Despite my best efforts, Destiny wasn’t able to complete the TSAL before she too aged from toddler to child.  Yay Destiny.

Marsh can sleep through anything apparently. 

Kaylynn emerges for the first time and checks out the family crypt (All the cool legacies are doing it…building crypts…and I thought I was being original)

But Kaylynn being Kaylynn doesn’t stay there for long, just cos she’s dead doesn’t mean she needs to give up her addiction to a vigorous cardio work-out.

Random Lady:  “I love my little boy.  I just hope City Hall will find him a good home.”

Thankfully, this Chinese tourist was watching and fainted to provide a distraction so the random lady could be reunited with her boy-child and would work things out and make it, even though things would be really tough.  I should write movies about this kinda stuff, I’m so awesome at it.  No idea why Griz is there though.

Most of the rest of the family is here.  The brand new and very exciting outdoor entertainment area and pool.  Featuring a pool, and a BBQ, and the entrance to the family crypt.

Chance:  “I bet you’re finding this easy huh?  You’re just spitting the answers out like a computer…I like computers.”

Destiny:  “Your hair is funny.”

For some reason, Chance has brown hair, with red roots….O.o

Dean:  “Go go Gadget Arms!  SMASH!”

I knew I forgot something.  I’d like to welcome the newest member of the MacTavish Clan.  Dean.  Yeah, I thought it was an awesome robot name too…not!  Anyway.  Dean wants to be a creature-robot cross breeder (Dirty dirty robot!), I think he likes Orange and scrap and some kind of music.  I try to ignore him cos he makes everyone in the house except Marsh run away screaming and dropping actions out of their queues…Like going to school and work and stuff.  He lives in the Crypt.  Best place for him really.

Destiny:  “Yay Chance!  Now you’ll be able to play the guitar just like you’ve always dreamed of!”

Chance grows up in his usual spot.  This time with full support of his number one fan.

AMG!  Okay I was so excited by the burglar that I forgot to put all the walls up (that is my excuse and I’m sticking to it!).  But when I looked closer I realised it was Griselda!  She has been flying up that career ladder, and finally got the opportunity to get paid for her love of nicking other people’s stuff!

And with that exciting excitement over, I think this chapter has come to an end.  About time, I’m not used to writing them this long.  But!  I’ll have another chapter up in a day or so, for more MacTavish fun times!  Keep an eye or two out for the next exciting installment!