Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

With the precious snow falling victim to the merciless rays of the sun, it’s time to visit the playgrounds again.  Noah seems into it, but Kate put on a disguise before we went.  I didn’t ask who she was hiding from.

Charlotte from day care was at the park with her mom Jennifer.

Noah points at things in twos.

“Noah, someone is following us..  Oh wait, it’s Mom.”

Post nap outside needed now(ness).

(Alright..  I actually shot that before Noah’s nap, but it fits the story so stick with me.)

When Noah woke up from his nap on Saturday we took a trip to the bank and even though the bank is only a block and a half from our apt., Noah insisted we drive there.

I think this may count as a zero emission car though.

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.

There was some art in Noah’s bag when we got home from day care on Friday.

It fits well on the fridge, right below Kate’s artful collage of holiday cards.

Trying not to get ready for day care.