Wednesday, September 30, 2009

10 Months!

Mr. R. K. Hambly has reached the ripe ol' age of 10 months. Crazy, I know. Here is what little one likes to do:

Crawl. Like crazy. He raced Ryan the other day and totally smoked him.

Play. His favorite toys? A wind-up tree that jumps around by itself and any book.

Reed reading.

Pull himself up and walk around the furniture. He will pull himself up on anything.

Defying gravity. (Yes, Wicked is his favorite musical.)

Attempt the stairs--the furthest we've made it so far is stair five.

BFFs. Carved in at least two trees.

Eat. By himself. It is so cool to be able to put him in his highchair and let him have at it while I do something else (like feed myself). His current favorites are french toast, peaches, and meatballs (not together).

Brush his teeth (more like have his teeth brushed by someone else, but you get the point.) I think he likes the flavor of the toothpaste. He may or may not think it is food.

First tooth-brushing experience=success

Happy Ten Months, Reed!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

How our day went

Reed went down for a nap yesterday at 5:00 p.m...and never woke up. I was worried he was going to wake up at 5:00 a.m. ready for the day, so I woke him up around 10:00 p.m. to at least eat. I was surprised when he slept all the way until 7:00 a.m., ate, and went back to sleep until 8:45 a.m. After his 15 hours of sleep, this is the mood Reed was in:

After getting about a 15 minute nap at church and waiting for Daddy to finish his meeting after church, this is what he looked like:

And after being rudely ignored while mommy and daddy rearranged the house (we now live in the MPR and Reed lives in our old room ), he refused to even look at the camera:

I was just a little bit happy when bedtime came. Between missing naps and corraling a very active ten-month-old at church, Sundays are kind of hard. When does Reed get to go to nursery?

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Recent Cuteness

Reed has been feeling very slighted lately because he hasn't been the central focus of the blog in at least five posts. So, in order to restore the star of the blog to his rightful place, I've collected a random group of pictures of Little Knife:

Very tough.

Cute church outfit. Stinker wouldn't look at me, though.

Playing with his "daddy card" (Ryan's student ID) while mommy unpacks.

Silly Reed.

Happy baby.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Visiting the Michiganders

Last weekend Ryan and I went to Michigan with my brother, Kenny, and his wife, Grace, to visit our favorite Michiganders: Lou-Dawg and Nick-o (aka Lynnie and Nick)! Nick is in his last year of dental school, and since everyone else in the family has visited the Michiganders, we decided it was about time we took the trip. My parents watched the three grandkids and we left for a no-kids couples-only weekend. We flew to Michigan on September 11--we had to pay an extra security fee--and got to stay until the 14th. It was a little weird to be on an airplane; Ryan and I realized that we haven't flown since February 2007, and that was just a tiny trip to LA. This was a full-blown flight. The plane was packed, but overall beat the three-day drive we could have opted for.

Once we got to Michigan, the festivities began. We went paintballing our first night there. Lynnie and Nick happen to have a forest across the street from their apartment (odd but cool), so we donned masks and long sleeves and headed into the woods. Paintballing is something I haven't tried before, and I was a little nervous--but it ended up being an experience. Adrenaline rushing, heartbeat sounding in your ears--whew. It's crazy, but so much fun. And paintballs really hurt. You should go paintballing if you've never been before.

We started the next day off with a little sand volleyball action, followed by a Foosball tournament. Later, the boys got to go to the Michigan-Notre Dame game in the Big House. Consensus: best game any of them have ever seen. The girls spent the day shopping in the cute stores in downtown Ann Arbor. And we went to Courtney Clark's cupcake shop! Food Network dorks like me will realize how cool that was. I had a passion fruit cupcake, which was delicious. It was so good, in fact, we went back Monday for more! Yum!

On Sunday we went to church in very small but cute chapel in Ann Arbor. I'm jealous of L & N's ward--it's full of kids. Reed is the lone baby in our ward. Anyway, later we ate a lot of food (kind of a theme from the weekend) and had a "hand and foot" tournament.

We went canoeing on Monday (another new experience) down the Huron River, which runs right through the middle of Ann Arbor. Lynnie and Grace managed to capsize their canoe. We realized later that Grace's phone must have ended up on the bottom of the river. Nice. After canoeing, we had to go to the airport. We were very sad to depart from our Michiganders.

Our Michigan adventure was a great trip to see some of our favorite people. We stayed up way too late, ate way too much, and had a great time. Ryan & I missed our little Reed, who was very excited to see us when we got home. We are glad we got to go!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Our house, in the middle of our street...

First item of business: 9 month stats
Mr. R. K. Hambly...
weighs 20 lbs. 10 1/2 oz. (50th percentile)
is 28 in. long (just under 50th percentile)
and has a head that is 47 cm. in circumfrence (90th percentile)

Is anyone surprised that his height and weight are proportionate? I am. His big head is no shocker--you have to have a big head to house such a large brain :)

Now on to the rest of the post...

When you come to visit us, this is what you need to look for:
Keeping in mind, of course, that we live in the basement.

Come around the back of the house. The white door (half-hidden by the bush and with convenient stroller parking right outside) is ours.

Don't forget to wipe your feet before you come in.

Descend the really dark staircase...

This is what you see when you walk in.

If you angle your body slightly to the right (or just move your eyes), you see the rest of the room.

If you turn right upon entering, you meet the kitchen. Very, very small. Hence the need for an MPR (see pictures below)

If you go through the door at the end of the kitchen, you find the bathroom, which is surprisingly large. I think I would rather take a few feet out of the bathroom and add them to the kitchen. Just an opinion. (We do have a shower. It's hidden off to the right.)

Say hello to the multipurpose room (MPR). If you look closely, you will notice Reed under the highchair, eating the cheerios he threw on the ground earlier.

Half of the MPR.

Reed's room. Though it may look like a different room than the room in the picture above, they are one and the same. We call it the MPR because it houses Reed, my closet, the fridge and microwave, kitchen storage, our kitchen table, and our desk. Impressive.

Our room. I had a surprisingly difficult time getting a good angle for the shot--the room isn't as small as it looks here. To the left is Ryan's closet, which I think has more clothes in it than my closet. To the right is our shoe tower.

Now you've seen it--the Hamblys' new abode, very much an upgrade from the Hamblys' old abode. Come visit us! If we know you are coming, we just might bake a cake.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

we are the warriors, warriors...

I just got back from my first overnight trip as a volleyball coach.


It was a quick trip (Thursday at 9:00 a.m. to Saturday at 1:00 a.m.) and I did not sleep very much. But my girls played in their first two matches and we WON the second match (in three). I was very pumped. And still am. I coach a team that won a game. Is there some kind of award for that?

I love my girls. They are out of control (in a good way). Hanging out with them made me feel a little bit like I was 15 again.

The only bad part about being gone was not seeing these cute boys for two days (my first night ever away from little one).

You can follow Warrior Sophomore Volleyball--because you care--by viewing the column on the right side of the blog. Oh, and the Varstiy team has won the state tournament for the past three get excited for the state tourney in November!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Permission Granted...

Below is an example of what Ryan feels driven to do almost every time I take a picture of him. (He does know when it's time to give a real smile, though, for which I am grateful.) I asked him about his face-pulling tendencies last night and he told me it was his "shtick." Seriously, he said that. So here, for your viewing pleasure, are the face stylings of Ryan M. Hambly:

Ryan gave me permission to post this slideshow, so don't think I'm a mean wife :)