household;  Gilly Broke = adult

Sunday (Goth) Broke = Adult

Jim-bob Broke = child/teen

Betsey Broke = child/teen

Gilly didn’t pay much mind to the talk in the locker room at work about his wife’s two sisters, Saturday and Bell.  Even if it was true that they had both woo-hooed with Dean Caliente, who was he to judge other’s morals.  Even though Gilly was related to Sunday through marriage, some sims frowned on their union.  He hadn’t really gotten to know his step-sister or her daughters until the girls where grown and in college.

 He knew Bell was a little on the wild side, he’d once had a few intimate moments with his now sister-in-law.  That was before he married Sunday.  His wife’s twin, however, he didn’t see her as the kind of sim who would cheat.  He figured the talk was just exaggeration.

Gilly spent his days off puttering around the house.  Picking up after the twins, Jim-Bob and Betsey.   They had bought the three bedroom, two and a half bath, fully furnished house right after the twins had become children.  They had lived in a two bedroom trailer in the trailer parker on the other side of downtown.  Now they lived on a quite street right next door to Saturday and Dude.

 Gilly started giving some serious thought to a career change to politics.  He rose quickly to captain hero, reaching his life ambition.  Now he was thinking he wanted to be mayor.  He was well liked in the community and would be better then who ever was mayor now.  No one even knew who that was. 

He started searching the want ads for an opening in politics but there hadn’t been anything.

Jim-bob and Betsey where getting excited.  Their birthday was right around the corner.  Their grades in school where decent.  Betsey’s grades where better then her twin brothers. 

With Sunday working so much it was up to Gilly to throw a party for the twins.  He kept it simple, mostly family and a few friends.  The twins grew up well.  Jim-bob as a family sim and Betsey a popularity sim. 

After the party the twins went right to sleep.  Gilly went into the master bedroom to relax on the bed while he wait for Sunday to finish her shower.  She smiled when she saw him waiting for her.

“Hi stranger,” she said with a wink as she slid on the bed next to him, “how’s your week been.”

“same old same old.” He answered, “have you talked to your sisters recently?”

“No,” she sighed.

“Saturday started at the police station the other day.”

“Did she?  I’m so happy for her. I should make time to visit her, at least to see the twins.” Sunday yawned and cuddled her husband.

“Do you ever wish we had more kids?” he asked kissing her gently.

“I don’t really think about it,” she whispered, responding to his touch, “I’m happy with our family as it is, I’d be happy if we had more.”

He pulled her close and kissed her with more passion. 

In the morning they ate breakfast in the dinning room as a family for the first time since they bought the house. They all chated over their pancakes as a soft flurry of snow gently fell.