The story of Ricky

As beeing addicted fo Sims 3 now, I want you to tell the story of Ricky. Ricky is my adopted son. I'm his mother and his other mother is Smoer. Yeah, lesbian mothers! His uncle lives also in the same house, he's green and stuff. Anyway.

So, after the social guy came to bring Ricky and spending some days with him he soon grew into a toddler.








Smoer, my wife as I said, learned Ricky how to pee on the right place, how to walk and how to talk. I was too busy working on my career. I wanted to become a professional cook.











Still I had my moments with Ricky where I couldn't hide my love for him.








Ricky loved to play and he looked cute when he played with his bear.








When I got pregnant of a weird guy in town ( I really wanted to get pregnant), I could spend more time with Ricky. We read books together.








Then it was Ricky's birthday. Happy birthday Ricky!









Ricky became a fat elementary school kid. He enjoyed playing in the garden.









Our house became too small so we moved.












Ricky worked hard everyday at and after school, if I had time I helped him doing his homework.








Then it was Ricky's birthday again! He turned into a fat teenager.













A bit too fat... The whole weekend he trained to lose some weight.












With success! Ricky became a beautiful teenager.








Our story ends here for now.