IT'S A BABY-BONANZA!

[paradisamods]

Good morning, residents! Did you sleep well? You're going to need all the energy you can muster because congratulations: You're parents! Again! The Paradisa Stork has paid some very lucky residents a visit last night, and even moved them to a more kid-friendly environment.

Some of you may already recognize your little bundle of joy and--my, how they've grown! Others will have to get acquainted with their little rugrats. You may not know them, but they certainly know you. By they way? They're bored. And hungry! And they want all the attention you could possibly give them.

It's going to be a long week.

(ooc: Use this as a catch-all post! This will be the only mass post for the Sunny Skies Retreat, so you may use it for any day that you'd like. Feel free to make your own posts and/or sections whenever you'd like!

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Comments

[samson]

You're like a champion wiggler. Though I think maybe you got a contender right here.

[molotov]

I have never wiggled once, and certainly not as much as this squirmy worm!

[Tickles!]

[samson]

Nooooo...!

[While the baby squirms, Brock takes the opportunity to mercilessly tickle his wife, too. We'll see who doesn't wiggle!]

[molotov]

[Molotov just shrieks with surprise and laughter, and tries to kick Brock in the legs.]

[samson]

Pfft! Watch it, there's a baby here! Don't be so violent.

[Which doesn't mean he's going to stop tickling her, by the way.]

[molotov]

You stop!

[She scoops her baby away in one smooth movement, and kicks Brock in the knee. Haha, now she is facing the other way!]

[samson]

[Rude! Don't take his baby from him!!

Brock scowls at her back for a second, then flops heavily -- pointedly!! -- onto his side, scooting closer to spoon her.]

[molotov]

[Molotov just laughs and snuggles Andropov.]

[samson]

[AGGRESSIVELY SPOONS]

[molotov]

[AGGRESSIVELY CUDDLES!]

Daddy is so dumb, huh, Andropov?

[samson]

Mm-hm! Dumb daddy. [Laughing!!!]

Hey...

[molotov]

Da da da! [Molotov tickles her baby!]

[samson]

You guys are jerks. [Now he's pouting...]

[molotov]

But we love you! Huh, Andropov?

[samson]

Uh-huh, even if you're real dumb.

[Flat look... Brock please, that is a baby.] Thanks...

[molotov]

Da.

[But he does get a kiss for his troubles.]

[samson]

[Well... fine!! Fine. He'll accept that.]