Seriously, having had real offspring. @igazor, the thought of 30 progeny (even if it's just Sims) would have me curled up in a heap twitching uncontrollably and mumbling "the horror, the horror" to myself with flashbacks of being elbowed in the ribs at "Holy Geez Would you take a look at the time-oh dark thirty" "Honey...the baby is crying". Thank you very much, @Featherbelle. I love her dearly, but a man has to be able to function...and I was "functioning" on vapour the next morning.
Luckily for me, I've never had the "wants 25" wish...and that's probably a good thing for the sole remaining functional brain-cell I have left. That one's already hypoxic and hence the reason for my twisted sense of humour.