Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Sunday morning my Dad/Noah’s Grampa got out of the hospital.  He was a little sore, but otherwise feeling good and looking a lot better.  We met up with him and My Mom/Noah’s Nana in Lancaster at a gardening store where Nana was making Grampa’s wallet sore.

Grampa’s intestines don’t look like this anymore.

A little park time before we would get in the car and drive back to NYC.

I’m not sure what this thing was, but it was labeled “Sex Machien”.

Kate stuck in a tube.

We said our goodbyes to Nana and Grampa and made our way back to NYC.  When we stopped for lunch Kate spied this vacant farmers market that had some toys out.

Kind of a strange place, but Noah had a good time playing in the sandbox.  Filthy kid.

First wardrobe change.

After getting cleaned up by the creek, we got back in the car and about an hour or so later, Noah got sick in the back seat.  Second wardrobe change.

Back in the car.  Back to New York.