It's early morning, and here’s Penelope diligantly doing her homework while Finn reads one of Erin’s trashy sailor romances.







I like how every time Lewis brings home his crappy grades he looks really outraged. Buddy, I don’t know what you’re expecting, you never do the homework!

Lewis: Whoops, was that too much sugar? Ah well. I’ll add more lemon to compensate…

Duncan: I gotta nip to the grocery store. Can you hold down the fort, kiddo?

Lewis: Whoops, was that too much sugar? Ah well. I’ll add more lemon to compensate…

Penelope: Noooooooo Daddy don’t drive away I need to show you my GRADES




Townie: omg! Aren’t you Duncan Huckleberry??? You play for the Bull Riders, right??

Duncan: That’s me! I don’t like to brag but I’m definitely their star player.

Vivian: Poor Duncan, can’t even go to a grocery store without being accosted by fangirls.

Duncan: What can I say? I’m a popular guy.

Vivian: You didn’t even get her number? I don’t buy it.

Duncan: Gimmie a break, Viv! I’m aging up tonight, I don’t wanna fuck up again and end up dying alone.

Vivian: Ah, that explains a lot…

Duncan: What’s that supposed to mean?




Finn isn’t doing so hot homework-wise and while him copying his older brother’s terrible example is pretty funny, he was really upset about it! And I don’t especially want the kids taken away by the social worker, so studying it is.

Finn was also pretty upset about his grades, he kept sighing over them, so I finally gave in and made him do some work too.

Lewis: Hey Pen, how does long division work again?

I’ve never actually seen a sim playing Bustin’ Out before! I got all nostalgic when I heard the music.




I wanted to change up Erin’s look, so she’s growing her hair back out a little. Looking good!




I’d definitely kind of been dreading this! Duncan ages up after bringing the shopping in. No party this time.

Lewis: Ugh, salad?

Duncan: Suck it up, kiddo. Your old man is gonna try and stay trim & fit as long as possible!




Finn: I’m tired! I hate this, can I just go to bed?

Duncan: Isn’t that due tomorrow?

Finn: Yeah, but I can do it in the morning!

Duncan: Fine, I’m not gonna force you. Erin can go throguh it with you, she’s better at this stuff than me anyway.




Duncan: Oh, shit, I should probably return this to Alon, huh…




Updated the master bedroom to have some of Erin’s nicer stuff. I ought to get them a new bed too lol, they could easily afford it!




Lewis: What the fuck is a semi-colon? Fuck this, might just drop out…

Finn: This suuuuuuuuucks.

Erin: Believe me, I’m not wild about it either. But if you bring home an F you’ll get taken by the social worker.

Finn: Will I have to live with my other Mom in that tiny trailer????

Erin: I don’t know. Maybe?

Finn: *sigh* I’ll finish the homework.

Erin: There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?

Finn: We didn’t finish it all, though :(

Erin: It should be enough for now. And now that you know how to solve them, you won’t need my help next time!




Duncan: Mornin’ babe. Did Finn get finished up okay?

Erin: He should be fine, yes. You’re up early.

Duncan: Yeah, turns out when you’re old you suddenley have a ton of energy in the morning.

Erin: Hmmm, enough energy to fool around a little?

Duncan: Babe I can always find the energy for that.




Erin: It says here that sexual satisfaction actually improves with age, according to studies.

Duncan: Ha, I don’t need a damn newspaper to tell me that.

Erin: I’m going to go check the mail. Can you handle breakfast?

Duncan: I’m on it, babe.

Erin: Very funny.

Duncan: I, uh, forgot to get milk.

Erin: I’m already reconsidering this remarriage.

Duncan: Don’t say that, babe!




He’s still working, hilariously, although it’d probably make sense for him to retire pretty soon since he’s not become a coach or anything. Maybe a last few television appearances?




Lewis: Man, I dunno why I bother

I love that Lewis does the bathtub pirate thing - it’s so cute?




Finn: Welcome home, Dad!

Erin: No hug for your poor step-mother, whose smart investing has increased our family funds by $2519? I see how it is. I’ll just go tend to my tomatoes, then.

Finn: Love you too, Mom!