The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans)
Sims player fourteen generation deep into a legacy. Here's their story! Also, art and builds.
As Cyril, Cleo and Hannah have all aged up, we’re moving on to the fourth era soon. It’s the last era pre-Seasons, and also the last before Hannah turns into an adult and Azalea passes the torch of legacy heir to her daughter.
So I just want to stop there a moment and share some more of the family shots I took during their trip to Granite Falls. I hope you like them ❤
Last time Hannah was here, she blasted off on a small electric bike. We’re not about to buy her a full-sized bike now that she’s older, so instead, she gets a skateboard this time.
Hugo teaches her the basics — though to me he reveals that he hasn’t done any skateboard since he was Hannah’s age — and then when Cleo asks for a turn on the board, he teaches her as well. Hannah leaves her place gracefully to go hug her curious but timid brother.
I just watch from afar.
Nounou dislikes the downward-facing dog, but he’s all up for cat pose.
Hannah heads out again the next day.
To be quite precise, she gulps down her breakfast as fast as possible, jumps in the same clothes as the day before because nobody has time to actually pick new clothes, and she tells me, with a bright happy grin, that she can’t wait to see what Granite Falls has in store today.
She’s been here twenty-four hours, and she’s now also in love with the place — or at the very least, with exploring a new, different place.
She does consent to actually spending some time with her dad and me before running off to do her own thing, which we’re both thrilled about.
“Hannah darling, your dad and I would prefer if you were home before nightfall today, think you can do that?”
“MMssshuuure mom!”
I challenge her to a chess game — I never let her win willingly, not anymore, but she puts on a great fight!
Then she goes cloud-gazing with daddy.
Cyril is not quite sure he likes Granite Falls yet. Cleo is more adventurous. Not quite as much as Hannah, as she only ventures in a small radius around the lodge, but I can see her following in her sister’s footsteps when she’s older.
Hannah goes back to her insect-catching pastimes after she and Hugo have agreed that all the clouds really only look like weirdly-shaped sheep.
But the night falls fast in Granite Falls — and Hannah is still outside on her own.
Hannah is not afraid of anything, and certainly not of sticking her hand in a tree stump to go look for frogs. She’s a San Myshuno gal who’s barely ever seen a frog in real life, but that’s most certainly not stopping her, quite the opposite. She catches them, and she gently studies them, and then she brings them all to me — why — and tells me all about the differences she’s noticed between them.
She’s found her summer activity, and she’s really happy about it. All thoughts of grades, and ununderstanding teachers, and Math, fade away.
She doesn’t stop at frogs either. Like a budding entomologist, she catches most bugs she lays her eyes on — at least when she’s fast enough?
Being fast enough makes her pretty proud of herself.
She spends all of her first day in Granite Falls doing this. Digging through odd rock formations, finding fossils, catching bugs…
Well until the sun has set, and into the night.
Then she returns home and tells me absolutely all about it. Everything she found, how much she enjoyed this, and all that she plans on doing the next day. Apparently that involves venturing into deeper woods. I choose not to tell her about the legend of the Hermit of Granite FAlls ebcause I have a hunch she would go on a quest to find him alone.
But now it’s time for bed. She changes into her nightgown, still blabbering about frogs and ladybugs.
But she’s exhausted, and as soon as her head hits the pillows, she falls asleep.
It’s her sister’s turn to get to bed. They are sleeping in adjacent rooms.
So that as I’m putting Cleo to sleep, I hear that Hannah woke up, and is now telling her favorite cat plushy about the wonderful day she had.
The end of the school year rolls in, and we head back to our favorite holiday destination. Just like with Hannah before them, we want to make sure that the twins get used early to greenery replacing cement.
Hannah is bummed. Her grades are bad, she’s going to have to repeat a year. She’s a straight-A student… in the only two subjects that she has an interest in, History and Geography. In these two, her young passion burns bright and fierce. Unfortunately, they’re not enough to bring her average up.
My little one tells me she feels too stupid to understand Math, or French, or Biology, but I’m not about to let that happen.
Hannah darling, you’re a beautiful person with an incredible brain, and an amazing drive. I’m not about to be the teeniest bit less proud of you for not following exactly in school’s grand plan for you.
Cleo is entirely done with this conversation — she’s not even a kindergartener yet, an average is very much a foreign concept for her — and she opens the way into the lodge, after Hugo and Cyril.
As an attempt to cheer Hannah up, I start reading her one of her favorite stories.
It involves Mayan mummies and hidden treasures, and though she knows every word by heart, Hannah is enthralled.
Cleo is not, though. If anything she’s captivated by her MySims game.
Hugo is outside playing with the twins, so Hannah and I eat our fruit salad together — well, with Nounou.
She’s still preoccupied, so I suggest she takes a walk to clear her head.
Reluctantly she agrees, and at first the effects are not obvious.
But slowly, the Granite Falls peacefulness and the mountain air win over her worry, and I can tell she’s merry again.
And this is when Hannah starts what would become a life-long passion for her.
She goes exploring.
Here we are again, back where we went on our honeymoon, It’s every bit as beautiful as we remember.
And this time, we’re not alone! We came back as a family.
Hannah discovers a whole new environment — and we’re both glad she gets a chance to finally see something that is neither concrete nor glass.
And she has the cutest little hat for the chilly Granite Falls morning.
Hugo’s thrilled to be able to share this place we love with our daughter.
Nounou is not entirely convinced about this weird new environment, and isn’t quite ready to leave my shoulder.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 