One Man, Seven Children
Published Jul 10, 2008

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Based on the Seven-Toddler Challenge

Goal: For a single sim to raise seven children from toddlers to teens without the help of a Nanny, and without getting them taken away by the social worker.

Notes: I played this through in my Legacy 'hood, so those of you who follow my story on the forums may spot a few familiar faces here and there - and may see these sims show up in the Legacy eventually as well.

Based on the Seven-Toddler Challenge

Goal: For a single sim to raise seven children from toddlers to teens without the help of a Nanny, and without getting them taken away by the social worker.

Notes: I played this through in my Legacy 'hood, so those of you who follow my story on the forums may spot a few familiar faces here and there - and may see these sims show up in the Legacy eventually as well.
That's me, Van Kevron. I knew my life was about to change a little - I just hadn't anticipated how much.

See, I'd agreed to take on a job. A remarkably well-paying one. I should have remembered the old adage - "If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is." See, the pay was great - but I wouldn't get it until the job was finished. And the dollar signs flashing in my eyes made me skip some of the fine print - until it was too late. Until I'd already signed.
This run-down old building was going to be my new home. The job included room and board... ...and seven toddler in need of raising.

That was the fine print.

But, let me take a moment and introduce you to the kids who were about to make my life a living hell.
This here is Amanda. She's a Leo, and very outgoing. The brunette with the bewitching hazel eyes is Coral. She's a fairly balanced little Aries. And Goldie. Outgoing, playful, nice - a real little charmer. A Libra. The little one gnawing on the spoon is Yumi, the last of the girls. She's an Aquarius. And then there's Oliver, a bit of a neat freak but a good kid. A Virgo. Ronald, a lot like Oliver in some ways, but a Capricorn. And last but by no means least, Simon, a Gemini. The first thing to do, I decided, was to get all these kids fed. I started hauling bottles of formula out of the fridge, plus I poured a few bowls full of dry cereal and spread them around for the kids to nibble on if they wanted. I then tried to get a head start on potty training the little terrors. Things went okay with the first kid... ...but in no time flat I was surrounded by a horde of stinking, crying toddlers and the unmistakeable stench of sour milk. Thus began my slavery to the change table of eternal fresh diapers. I managed to grab a bite to eat myself - standing, since the place was rather lacking in places to sit and eat. I took out the trash afterwards, and discovered the building included a so-far-unused composter, and a freshly turned garden bed. Granted it was about to turn to fall, I figured there might be some small chance of getting in a crop of something before winter. I quickly acquired an audience as I worked, planting the one thing I could find seeds for - tomatoes. Lots and lots of tomatoes. Then I changed a few more diapers before staggering upstairs to collapse into bed, completely exhausted. The following days passed in a blur of filling cereal bowls, distributing milk bottles, and changing diapers. And then changing more diapers, followed by - you guessed it! - changing diapers. My attempts to keep myself fed, clean, and relatively sane in betweem diaper changes didn't always go well. The kids often distracted my attention from my cooking, resulting in burnt meals for me. By this point I was so hungry even the bottles of sour formula were starting to look good, so I just told myself that charcoal is good for the digestion and chowed down. I did occasionally meet someone new - this lovely lady, Mona, even took pity on me and kept the kids amused one evening so I could snatch a few precious hours of sleep. Still, most nights I was woken by a chorus of cries from the children wanting their diapers changed. While cleaning up reeking messes was far from being my favourite activity, the way the little tikes clung to me and hugged me afterwards almost made it worth it. They were such sweet kids - though they rarely smelled sweet! I did manage to steal the odd minute to look after the garden, pruning the fruit trees and weeding the tomatoes.

You can imagine my relief when the seven of them finally grew up from reeking toddlers to reasonably self-sufficient little children.
Amanda, Coral, Goldie, Oliver, Ronald, Simon, and Yumi. I sold off all the toddler toys and blankies and cereal bowls that would no longer be needed, and invested in seven inexpensive beds instead. Going to bed that night knowing I wouldn't wake to seven screaming toddlers was *heaven*. Still, it was a very busy couple of hours the next morning, getting them all ready for school and out the door onto their school bus. I was shocked at the silence once they'd gone. The emptiness. I spent some time working on the garden, then called and chatted with Mona. She was a great conversationalist - as long as you were in a listening mood. Which I was - having the luxury to just listen to someone adult chattering away about whatever struck her fancy was oddly soothing. Eventually the kids came home from school, dragging a few extra kids alone with them. The house quickly filled with the noise of children at play.

Have you ever *heard* children at play? Try walking by a schoolyard at recess - that was the kind of decibel level I was having to endure.
Even outside was noisy, as Goldie played with her new friend Yvonne on a swing set the children had improvised out of some old machinery and a couple of boards. Even with the kids at home, I found myself with some leisure time on my hands now that they no logner required constant attendance and near-continuous diaper changes. They kept themselves amused and clean with very little interference from me. And homework time in our house was a somewhat awe-inspiring sight, all of the children hard at work with pencils and exercise books. I did worry about how much longer I could continue to make ends meet, however. My income was almost non-existent, and my promised reward was still a long way in the future. Still, I was managing to keep the kids well-fed still. The pond - more of a large puddle - was yielding a surprising amount of fish. And the kids also seemed to have an almost obsessive fondness for baking and eating oversized - and frequently rather overly caramelized - messes in their toy ovens, which they insisted were muffins. As fall changed inexorably to winter, I got in a sizeable crop of tomatoes. Not very good ones, but at least they'd do to supplement our dwindling resources. I started making a lot of soup. It was easy, I didn't burn it too often, and, best of all, the main ingredient was both abundant and free - water! There were times when life was almost pleasant. Though overall I'd have to say my favourite time of the day was still that special moment on weekday mornings when the horde headed off to school, and I knew I'd have a few precious hours to myself. Most of which I squandered on luxuries such as cleaning house and browsing throuch cook books, looking for cheap by nutritional dishes I could prepare for the children. Then one day in early winter, while preparing my garden for the coming snow, I stumbled across an amazing find - an old treasure map! If I was reading it right, there was something buried somewhere on *MY* property! I began spending my free time digging around in the yard in hopes of discovering it. Though the main thing I discovered was that it was dangerous to dig at random. The kids continued bringing their friends home from school regularly. Yam Soup in particular was over so often that he began to feel like a member of the family. I was surprised to realize how attached I was becoming to my seven charges. Part of that may have been because they'd gone from being a hard job to look after, to being a lot of fun to be around. I met more of my neighbours, including Yam's mother, Xera Soup. Quite the looker! Too bad she's already quite happily taken. I also continued digging up the yard, finding nothing more then a lot of bones and rocks. To my surprise I actually made some good money selling them - the rocks to a neighbour who was making a rock garden, and the bones to a paleontologist who insisted they were valuable fossils. Me, I think they're just things the neighbourhood dogs buried over the years, but I'm not going to turn up my nose at 55 simoleons a pop! Not when the bills need paying and the fridge is almost empty again. And eventually, my horde became teenagers. My job was done, though it wasn't the cash reward I cared about any more - it was my kids. Seeing them happy, healthy, and almost all grown up.

Would I do it again? Are you CRAZY!? I never want to see another diaper as long as I live!

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#81CheenaOct 24, 2008

that was really cool...the challenge is a good idea and your story is written very well \:\) 5.0!

#82cvscorpio28Jan 4, 2009

this story is very does he have his hands full \:wub\: \:rah\: \:D \;\)

#83shady411Jan 4, 2009

Well written\:rah\:

#84terrisimsFeb 3, 2009

what a beautiful story.  Is there another one comming?

#85SmossieAug 3, 2009

That must have been a blast. :P
Even three toddlers is too much for me. \;\)
Cute story. \:cool\:

#86madeaSep 2, 2009

Good Story.

#87fredbrennyDec 21, 2010

\:D \:D    Loved it... pheww.... what a task!

#88oreo2745Apr 27, 2011

Another great story! I love it! \:D

#89May 14, 2011

That story was awsome! Thanks for sharing!

#90tristen_love23Aug 26, 2011

yeah that story was really cool \:\) those kids ended looking great and hopefully somewhat normal lol awesome job \:D

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