Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

We stopped by White Mountain Lumber on Friday so that Nana Holt could introduce everyone to Noah.  The sweater must have made Noah feel very serious, because he was stone-faced the entire time.

Then we grabbed a little lunch and ate it in a park before picking up some groceries.

I needed to get out of the city, Noah needed to to meet friends and family, Kate had no choice or excuse, so on Thursday we headed north up to NH.

Noah was great.  This was his first long distance trip in the car and he handled it like a champ.  He would be bummed when we first put him in the car seat, but after a few seconds he chilled out and enjoyed the view.

We stopped a few times to feed him, and once to buy him shade from the sun, and then again at The Vermont Country Deli in Brattleboro for pulled pork sandwiches, but we eventually made it up to Nana and Grampa’s.

Thanks Noah, for being stuck in the car for almost 8 hours, listening to my horrible taste in music, and barely putting up a fight.

Noah has a cold so after being up every 3 hours, he and his mom had to sleep in this morning.

Little baby sniffles…  little baby cough…

We went over to Boerum Hill (Brooklyn) this afternoon for the Atlantic Antic, which is a great street fair.  Noah chilled in the stroller most of the time, but I did get some photos of Lou Orlando, the son of our friends Mark and Jen.

Any day is made better with fried dough.