The Legacy Report – Sims 3 by ~texansky~

The Mage Tower

My cousin, Daron Forsythe, and Florence Servis have finally gotten married. I met Daron fishing in Maramore Ocean and took a picture of him. He looks happy.

He shared snapshots of the family. Here is Florence.

Their eldest daughter, Chantel, will be a child soon. She has the prettiest violet eyes.

Colleen just became a toddler.

Peaches is reading Clara to sleep from the cookbook. It’s the second volume, so I’m not sure if she will learn anything from it.

I have reached level eight in painting. This one sold for over §500.

One of our gnomes died. I think Ratchet has been scratching his statue.

Dawson and Ratchet are nuzzling amongst the collection of gnomes.

Chance is learning to talk. Michell is teaching him all about fishing.

Cheri befriended a Cockatoo. She named him Storm.

I set up a bird tree in the front yard. Cheri promised to take good care of Storm and promptly filled his food dish.

Francis Strong, son of Lucy Arellano and Ernie Strong, is a toddler now.

Michell and I sat down to watch the stars together.

I pointed out a particularly interesting constellation.

Cheri built a beautiful mage’s tower out of sand.

The Sports Agent’s Agenda, is a best-seller. The copies are flying off the shelves faster than my publisher can print them.

I wrapped up The Best of the Best in record time. I’ve started on my next sports book, Cleats and Helmets.

Chance has learned how to walk and use the potty.

I’m tired of writing sports books, so I decided to enroll in an online class to improve my writing skill.

Clara finished cleaning the bug cage and decided to do her homework on the sidewalk outside of the school before coming home.

Cheri had to deliver a fish to the science facility, so I sent the insects with her to be donated for research. She had to work and didn’t have time to deliver the fish and insects until she got done. The girls all ate tofu dogs while Michell was making mac and cheese for them. Michell had a bowl and put the rest in the fridge for tomorrow.

My grandpa, Cortney Forsythe, played the bass while we were all asleep.

My mother, Angelia Forsythe, enjoyed the music.

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