"Daaaaaad," Annie complained from the bedroom. "Can I talk to you?"
"Why can't I have my own room?" she huffed. "Ryan wakes up crying every morning at 3 am. I need sleep!"
"It's not that bad, Annie. Most night he sleeps straight through."
"But, Dad! I need my own space! All the other kids my age have their own room?"
Ryder crossed his arms. "All the kids?"
Annie let out an exasperated sigh. "Maybe not all..." she admitted.
"Look, when I was a kid, I had to share a room with my two brothers!"
Annie grumbled, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you had three boys in one room... Fine!"
"Look, we'll readdress it at a later time, okay?'
Rushing to the backyard, he saw Susie standing way too close to the carnivorous plant.
"Susie!" he called, "Do you want to check out the sports channel I have?" Susie ambled inside away from certain death.
(I could've sworn she grabbed a cake out of his mouth. But, I haven't played the cow plant enough to know if Sims are able to escape getting eaten after grabbing the cake or if they're automatically eaten!)
"I like it!" Meadow announced.
Ryder came in the room behind Ryan and admonished him, "Don't talk to your sister that way."
"Sorry Dad!" Ryan piped up as he stuck his tongue out at Annie before running off again.
Annie rolled her eyes. "What a pest!"