Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

I didn’t get it at first, but Noah is totally making fun of me with these wrinkled up faces.  Everytime I ask Kate if that’s what he’s doing she tells me that she loves my “crow’s feet“.  That’s not even an answer!!!

(All photos by Kate, except the last one)

Careful how much you make fun of me Noah, you have my genes, and those mock crow’s feet you are making seem to fit you pretty well.

From Saturday’s photo shoot with The Deaner’s.

I had a feeling the weather on Sunday would be terrible (and it was) so after The Deaner’s left and Noah was done with his nap, we packed it up and went to the park.

The Farmer’s Market.

All this space, perfect place to practicing a little walking.  (Photo by Kate)

All that space, and you gotta park your family, cell phone conversation to long lost relatives, cursing, food, and friends 10 ft. from us?  At least Noah tried to steal their toys.

Then Neil came by for reenforcement.

Post (second) nap-time for Noah, mid beer-time for us.

A little TV (Yo Gabba Gabba), a quick breakfast, and The Deaner’s are off to NJ (by 9 a.m., insane).

Joshua and Amanda bought the boys matching hats.

And then like that, The Deaner’s were gone and Noah was napping.

I got the call Thursday that The Deaner’s would be crashing with us Friday.  They are going to NJ this weekend to celebrate Amanda’s Parents’ 40th wedding anniversary.  We even got Noah’s Nana Urban to come over and babysit so we could go out to eat, pre-kid style.

Julian is getting big, I think he drove part of the way here from Providence…

Reminiscing about our wedding.  I wish I could say it made Noah barf…  but it didn’t.  He may have gagged a little… but probably not.