Okay, so here's the scenario:
You're sitting in your livingroom on the big day. You know your new grandpa and teenage son are going to be here soon and can't wait to meet these dear sweet people.
Then, the door opens and in walks crotchety old man. He walks up to you and says "that's my chair. Move I want to sit down! What is this rubbish you're watching on T.V.? Turn that garbage off and turn on the weather! Back in Sims 1 we didn't even have weather. It was the same day and night. Come to think of it, I don't even think we had night! You kids today have it too easy! This place is a mess. If my dear Gertrude were still living, she could teach you a thing or two about housekeeping! And don't be feeding me any of that vegan nonsense! I want meat! Do you have any children? When I was growing up I was taught kids were to be seen, not heard! I'll not abide those little critters running amok! Now, keep it down, the commercial's over!"
Then a surly teenager enters in and you compose yourself and say "welcome to your new home and new family!"
He says, "whatever. I'll be in my room. Where are the matches?"
Granpa sees the teen and says "you are the spawn of Satan and this is now the house of the devil!"
The teenager says "whatever. So where are the matches?"
/Cut scene and welcome to your new life!