Shirt and shoes required.

Around the house the cubs are usually sans shoes. However, shoes are required when we go out, even though I know after two minutes in the car I will hear the velcro rip and the shoes will come off. I think it's hilarious that for the past two days Emily has gone to her room, found her shoes, brought them to me, and then tells me "bye bye". (Even though she can put on her own shoes, she still brings them to me to make her point - she wants to go somewhere.) Just like her Daddy...always on the move and always wanting to go somewhere.

It's not all fun and games at Cub Central.

It's not all fun and games at Cub Central. Sometimes we throw in some learning too.

Zach working on his numbers.

Taking a closer look.

Emily pointing out something to Zach.

Emily trying to take over. "Look Zach, the alphabet is on the back."

Learning is hard work, now I have to eat! (Mom is so thrilled to see Zach eat "adult" food that she wanted to share this picture! He's using his spoon too! Way to go, Little Man!)

Mr. Potato Bucket Head

The picture is a bit dark, but Emily has discovered a new way to pass her time.

So much better than Mr. Potato Head, it's Mr. Bucket Head!:

Mr. Bucket Head on the phone.:

Emily has to get the bucket on there just right. Daddy is such a good sport.:

Fans of Thomas the Train

Emily and Zach have discovered Thomas the Tank Engine. For some reason when I turn it on TV, they calm down long enough to watch the entire 30 minute show. So lately I let them watch it when I am trying to cook dinner (if the show doesn't put me to sleep first) and it usually entertains them enough to keep them out of the kitchen. They love the theme song and when I pick up the remote Emily says "Toot toot". Hilarious. So earlier this month I bought the cubs a wooden train set. This is their starter train. Grandpa Bear has already bought them two more elaborate train sets but I know they are not quite ready for such fancy sets yet. They would demolish them in a matter of seconds. My dad had a really awesome train set-up when I was a little girl, so I love them and can't wait until Emily and Zach can appreciate them. Until then, it's the basic wooden Thomas the Train set.

Hugs and kisses

Not quite sure if this is a hug or her newest wrestling move.:

But afterwards she followed it up with a kiss.:

Cubs playing and having fun!:

This is Emily's reaction when you ask her to give her brother a hug. She expects Zach to come to her.:

Surprisingly, sometimes he does. Aren't they the sweetest cubs?!:

Always playing catch up!

Cub Central is trucking along. Zach is still attending the feeding clinic at TWU. Tomorrow is our last day. It seems that we take one step forward and two steps back. Every time we make progress we seem to always have a small relapse. Now we're on the uphill again and I am thankful for that. He hasn't wanted to eat much in the last week. I think he may be teething and that has really affected him. He is so very fussy...to the point that when he doesn't get his way he attaches himself to my leg. So annoying. Today was a better day. We finally got to go outside to play (cold front has brought the temperatures down a bit) but he threw a grand hissy fit when he had to come inside. Emily threw a fit because we went outside, Zach threw a fit because we came inside....could these cubs be any more different?

Feeding the animals cubs has become a challenge, even with Emily. Foods she liked last week are left on her plate untouched this week. Zach still sticks with his standard foods: yogurt, taco bueno refried beans, mac and cheese, and the cheese topping off of pizza. He is on strike with his chicken and rice....WHAT a bummer! He still takes Pediasure and I still give him pureed veggies and fruits since that is the only way I can get him to eat them. He does like the tostada toppings from Taco Bell and he even eats the lettuce and cheese, but not the shell. He has improved on trying foods. He actually tried some rice-a-roni and a leaf from a brussel sprout. He'll try spaghetti but doesn't like spaghetti sauce. He is using his spoon/fork more even though I don't complain if he eats with his hands because at least he is eating. Emily is a mixed bag. She enjoys eating Dad's sloppy joe, but refuses (screaming refuses) to eat it off of her plate. The girl still LOVES bananas. Monkey. She likes fresh strawberries, grapes, and even shared a peach with me. Mandarin oranges are a favorite of hers too. She is a total fruitarian. Veggies are another story. She is on strike with the potato unless it is in french fry form. Yesterday she had some chicken fried steak even though she generally refuses meat. She is also on strike with cheese slices. WHAT??? No cheese??? This can't be my cub.

Last week I hosted an informal play date. I had four little guys come over to play. It went really well. Emily, always the hostess, wanted hugs from everyone as they left and then she would watch out the front window as they drove away. So cute. She was totally outnumbered but it didn't bother her a bit...she is quite the little tom-boy.

Emily is still keeping up with her routine at nap time. Zach goes to bed first as Emily blows him a kiss, waves, tells him bye, and closes the door. I love getting them up in the morning, except when it is unbelievably early. Since moving into their own rooms they have been sleeping pretty well. Emily is usually the first up (which is a surprise) so I get her out of her crib and we walk into Zach's room together. She is always so excited to see him. She always bursts through the door with a big smile and says "HI" and runs over to Zach's crib. Zach always jumps up and looks down at her with the biggest smile. It is so sweet! They are also playing together now. Zach follows Emily everywhere. They were running through the house holding hands earlier this week. Too cute for words!

I still enjoy my nights out with my friends. Things are calming down enough around here that Steve even gets to go to the golf course every now and then. He tries to get out at least once a week depending on the cubs' moods. You never know how their afternoons are going to go.

Additional information....per your request

I love reading the blog comments but I have been neglectful in answering the questions they sometimes contain. So, here you go:

1. "How has the cat adjusted to the new house? We haven't seen any pictures of Whiskers in the new home."

Hmmm, yes, I suppose I have neglected to mention Steve's cat. Previously my cat but that's another story. Whiskers is now nine years old. She has moved with us five times. She's a horrible traveler but luckily these last moves have been over short distances. She quickly acquaints herself with her new surroundings and finds "her places". She loves to be outside. Unfortunately she is not allowed out because she can fit through the iron gates. So she darts out every time a door is opened. This stinks! She never did this before and I hate chasing her. Other than that, I'm pretty confident she likes the extra space and living in air conditioned comfort snuggled somewhere in a random corner. This cat has it made. We ask nothing of her. We know she won't deliver. She is not interested in catnip, milk, tuna, chasing bugs or any of the "normal" cat activities. Often I wonder if she is truly a cat.

Here she is after an exhausting day of doing absolutely nothing.:


Receiving a little Emily love. Spoiled cat:


2. "Do you think there might be some "monkey see monkey do?" This is in response to the blog about my cubs taking off their diapers and being proud of it (July 8).

Yes, I "see" my monkeys "do". Lucky me. I'll let you guess which monkey is the leader.

3. "What did she do when she escaped? Rampage the toys? Escape the room? And was she proud to have escaped?" These are all referencing my "Escape Artist" blog from June 28.

Here are the additional details. On Emily's first escape, Steve and I tucked the cubs in for the night and then we went into the backyard (with the baby monitor) to do a little lawn work. Zach (aka security alarm/motion detector) started crying so Steve and I went into the house and there was Emily standing in the living room. Caught red-handed with her paw in the toy bin. She looked at us and smiled. Yes, she was very proud. VERY PROUD! We were very shocked. Her second escape was during nap time one afternoon. I was sitting in my recliner working on my laptop and looked up just as she was walking around the corner of the sofa. She raised her hand HIGH above her head and waved at me, again with a huge smile. I'm happy to report that there have been no escapes since being moved into separate rooms although I have witnessed a few unsuccessful attempts on the video monitor.

4. "We heard that you have an "escapee" living at your house. Has Officer Cheer Bear come by to investigate?" This comes from my June 7 blog. Apparently there was a news leak prior to the posting of the "Escape Artist" blog. This was one question I actually answered...Cheer Bear has sent her Head of Security, Weldon, to assess the situation. I'm still waiting for his report.

Thanks to everyone for reading our blog. Keep the comments and questions coming!