Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Over the weekend we stopped by to see Nana and Opa Urban, set up their new fax/copier/printer, and have some lunch.

Noah patiently waiting for Nana to come back with sandwiches.

Noah trying to say “Avacado”.

Testing out the beach tent from Mark, Jen, and Lou after a morning in the snow.

Set up so you can still see the Olympics on TV…

…and perfect for napping (or pretend napping).

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.