Well here it is, the last toddler party for a long time. She picks up the trait "No Sense of Humour" .... oh goody.
Harris- Don't rub it in!!!
Cypress has shown up sans boyfriend (they won't get married... I'm wondering if I have her SP settings right... oh well... maybe she won't ever get married or have kids).
Harris- Don't rub it in!!!
Cypress has shown up sans boyfriend (they won't get married... I'm wondering if I have her SP settings right... oh well... maybe she won't ever get married or have kids).
Oscar's back, and also has Mrs. L-C on the brain.
There is a BIT of a kerfuffle where Layla probably feeling her impending aging, decides to hit on this blonde (she OBVIOUSLY has a thing for blondes) who incidentally also happens to be Harris' boss.... whooops. He rejects the flirt but then flirts back.... double whoops.
Layla- WHAT? Just because I have six kids doesn't mean I'm dead. And now that I'll never have another baby again how do you think that makes me feel?
Willow- I can't believe YOU MOTHER!!!!
And then because Willow always wants all eyes on her during her parties.....
Willow- I can't believe YOU MOTHER!!!!
And then because Willow always wants all eyes on her during her parties.....
Willow- WHAT? She was the one hitting on my Dad's boss!
Harris- We're all kinda over that now....
The guests go on to have a smashing time. And... how lucky are these two ladies? Surrounded by all that handsome. Harris was sketching in the kitchen. I think I'm going to have to take the sketchbook away from him.
Harris- We're all kinda over that now....
The guests go on to have a smashing time. And... how lucky are these two ladies? Surrounded by all that handsome. Harris was sketching in the kitchen. I think I'm going to have to take the sketchbook away from him.