I love the outfits Erin comes home in sometimes.
After days of giving Bronson the brush-off, Erin finally consented to marry him. In their kitchen. In one of her ridiculous costumes. Whatever, Erin.
There was celebration.
There was vomiting.
And soon, there was a baby bump. I wish I'd been able to see all the tabloid photos of Erin with a baby bump and the Sim yellow journalists wondering if she was pregnant or just fat. Anyway, Erin and Bronson were super excited about their impending addition. They read pregnancy books together on the bed.
Bronson spent every spare minute talking to, listening to, and feeling Erin's tummy.
Say it with me now: Awwwwwwwwww!
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