Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Saturday morning at The Farmers Market at (in?, on?) Grand Army Plaza.  It was a beautiful day and you could feel that spring would be here soon.

The snow, like the dirty champ it is, was hanging tough though.

Noah and I walked around checking things out while Kate picked up the food she needed.

Noah chased some pigeons, then a squirrel.

It’s kind of hard to see the squirrel in this shot, but he’s there, on a branch in the tree.

One more “temporally” stop, then home for lunch.

On Friday NYC’s schools were closed and the city was crippled up to their ankles in 8-10 inches of snow!  All roads to Noah’s day care were also rendered impassible, yet in the face of all these mounting challenges, we survived.

So Noah and I dressed in funny clothes and took a walk to Prospect Park.

Noah in the backpack, ready to go.

All the snow storms have been given nicknames lately.  The last one was called the “Snowpocalypse”.  This latest storm was dubbed the “Snownami”.  Someone on the Colbert Report had the best name so far for a storm though..  “Snowtorious B.I.G.” (for those people in NH and Kentucky, Notorious B.I.G. was an influential rapper who was tragically killed in his prime…  “rap” is an urban form of musical expression…  music is that think that comes out of the wine jug when your toothless friend blows in it…).

New Yorkers are amazing..  I saw 4 maybe 5 cross country skiers.  All of them moving slower than I was walking.

Agreed.

A corny, out of focus look at us.

Somehow our car managed to get buried again.

A week or so ago, before I took off to snowboard in one of the few areas on this planet where I don’t cell or internet connection, my parents were in town and we all took Noah to The Brooklyn Children’s Museum.

We started things off at the fake grocery store.

Then we laughed at some real (small) turtles.

I’m still working on phasing out these bibs, we’re almost there.

Noah’s new thing is trying to swim…

It might be fun to try to swim in, but the cork pit doesn’t taste very good.

Shake the cork pieces out.

Look at this bib…  see why he needs one?  Especially when he is having fun.

“Time to get out of here?”

Yep.

First off, I want to clear something up.  The wires, birds, and cat on the wire on the wall in Noah’s room is all part of a decal.  I, or Kate, can not take credit for painting or drawing that.  I can however take credit for painting the fake telephone pole (6″ wide vertical black line), any spelling mistakes made in this or previous posts, or any rambling half completed sentences that don’t seem to make sense.

Now on with our show..  On Super Bowl Sunday we (Kate) did some cleaning up.  Putting away some toys that Noah doesn’t use anymore.  You can probably guess that this made Noah really curious about the things that Kate was putting away, so he started playing with them…  It’s just how things go.

To heckle Noah I put a toy on his belt loop.

To be helpful Noah started throwing wipes, and anything else he could find, away.

Thanks buddy, and thanks to Nana and Opa for offering to store things for us.

Last night was another party for one of Noah’s day care mates, Isaac.  I was worried Noah might not have as much fun because it started around dinner time…

…but he quickly forgot about being hungry.

It was at a local gym for kids and it was the first time I really got to see Noah play around on the equipment, even the stuff that was too big for him.

Isaac the birthday boy posterizing fools (no offense little girl).

Jojo and Violet, girls who also day care with Noah.

Noah laughing at a random girl staring into the corner.

Mocking random girl.

The bubble show lured the kids (and adults) into a room for pizza.

Birthday boy was into the pizza.

Sarah protected her cupcake from Noah a little better this time.

Mata with her dad and new sunglasses.

Thanks to Isaac and his parents for inviting us!!

We had been trying to make plans with Julia, Benoit, and Louis for a while.  They live close, we just couldn’t get it together until one rainy day in NYC when we met up with them at the new Brooklyn Children’s Museum.  Unfortunately, we weren’t the only parents who thought about going to the museum that day.

Louis and Noah went straight for the water.

Noah spent some time watching the other kids…

…and trying to stay out of the way, but he was into it.  (Look at the glistening neck.  I tried to give you some photos without the bib, but the drool comes quicker when Noah is having fun.)

Someone pretended to rob the pretend store.

Noah was psyched on the turtles.

After a nap from all that present opening, we took showers, and got dressed, ready to tackle the rest of the day.

Then it was time to put some of those presents Noah got to the test.

Mittens work.

Sled and boots work.

A newish Christmas Day tradition up here, fried turkey.

A turkey so good, Mindy needed three forks.

Nate dawg came over for some Wii hunting…

Kate, of course, had special techniques, and a little distraction action by Noah on her leg.

Rocking back and forth trying to mess up moms shot.

It was a long, but fun day for everyone.

Getting ready to trudge through the snow to pick up Noah at Nana and Opa’s.

It’s a good thing we don’t have to drive there.  Maybe Noah will dig the car out for me later.

Slobber and the same clothes he wore the day before.

Getting on snowpants.

Opa’s going out too.

Nana thinks we are funny.

We think she’s funny.

Maybe our makeshift boots are funny…

More useless photos of would-be Christmas trees for sale.

The deep stuff is a tough to walk in.

The astroturf is easy to run on.

We met Paul, who was helped destroy the snowman.

Then there was some building…

…and some falling…

…and some running…

..then some sitting.

When we got back home we saw Ryan shoveling the sidewalk.  What a guy.

Then it was time to thaw out, watch some football, and Noah took a nap.