The Announcement

 

Well it’s official.  Neil and Noelle have announced their pregnancy.  And I can’t even pretend to be happy.  Neil is in no way, shape or form ready to be a father.  And me?  Don’t I feel old.  I’m about to become a great-aunt.

And like a good modern couple these days, they announced their pregnancy on SimFace. 

Noah’s reaction to the news was, well, quintessentially Noah.  He didn’t really react at all, save for one cryptic little note on his Simface account. 

The day after Noelle made that little posting on Simface, I confronted my nephew’s girlfriend and soon to be mother of his child. 

Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have said I ‘confronted’ her, but I did have a little chat with the possible Mrs. Neil Patric Miraj Plumb.

Neil himself had gone to his little part-time gig at the local supermarket, as a stock boy.  I looked around their new place and sure enough, there was a baby crib already there.  Definitely unnerving, if you ask me. 

I told her, flat out, that I thought she and Neil were too young to enter a committed relationship.  And that they were definitely too young to be parents.  Hell, I still think I was too young to be a mom. 

She replied to me with her standard refrain:  “But I love him!”

They don’t have ANY idea about love.  Just because they’ve moved in together and are about to have a baby doesn’t mean they actually love each other.  I mean, just saying you love someone doesn’t mean that you do.  They’re kids.  They don’t have a clue.

Just the mere fact that she briefly dated Bassy in high school doesn’t exactly sit well with me.  Was she just THAT determined to become a Plumb to date one and then turn around and date his nephew?

“You don’t understand,” she cried.  “Neil is – sweet.”

Uh-huh.  Just because someone is sweet doesn’t mean you have to have his kid.

I’m wondering if the ‘sweet’ she’s finding are his finances.  Noah inherited a fortune from the Alto estate and then there is the Plumb wealth.  Neil stands to inherit a good chunk of the fortunes of two families and I am not going to allow some gold digger to come in and claim her piece of the pie.  Just who the hell does Noelle think I am?  I’m not stupid.  She was going to be a Plumb by hook or by crook.