Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

We had a full house on Saturday morning.  Joshua had spent the night and Noah’s Aunt Mindy flew up from NC to shower Noah with books.

and mystery presents..!!..

Mindy’s newfangled iPad, great for watching videos of firetrucks.

We took a walk up to the Brooklyn Flea (market).

Joshua “dared” me to post this photo.

My hand, at the bottom, holding an open faced fresh cut prosciutto snack.  Joshua’s hand, at the top, trying to steal from me.

Inspirational art for sale.

“Noah, One piece of food at a time!”

From Joshua Noah got quesadilla, from him Mom he got grilled cheese, from Aunt Mindy hugs.

Good times.

Before drove back to RI, Joshua gave us this family portrait.

Aunt Mindy got here this morning! She’s here until Monday!

On Saturday the whole Urban clan drove out to (Noah’s Uncle) Matt’s house.  The party was a mix of nice-to-see-you, how-was-your-birthday, here-is-your-christmas-present, my-isn’t-the-weather-lovely, Happy-Mothers-Day!!  Good times.

Noah started the party right by smacking his face on the pavement.

The bruise on Noah’s face was better than the cut on Matt’s hand.  The night before he kept washing (on accident) a glass that had just shattered.

Chilling with Uncle Tim.

Admiring Matt’s odd toy collection.

Matt’s friend Pete.  Creepy.

Tim missed Christmas, so when it got cold Emmett gave him his gifts.

Insert me into this photo somewhere.

Thanks for having us out Matt!!  And thanks to everyone for the birthday cards and gifts.

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.

After not feeling well Friday night, my Dad/Noah’s Grampa, went to the hospital to learn his intestines were kinked and he was going to have to spend 24-48 hours in the hospital.  Bummer.  An all ice chip diet and chilling in bed on a warm and sunny Saturday with your grandson in town… big time bummer…

On the bright side?  At least his grandson (and son and daughter-in-law) were in town to keep him company.

Aunt Cuckoo (aka Aunt Paula) stopped by.

Aunt Mindy called in via web cam.

Looking around the hospital.

We found this bookcase…

…with a trick door.

Posing for new cell phone backgrounds.  Noah now say’s “cheese” when anyone else (besides me) takes his photo.  What are they teaching him at day care?  How to sabotage my photos?  Are the ladies at day care becoming my competition?

Nana showing Noah how to use the remote for the t.v.

Noah telling Grampa that he could’ve shown Nana how to use the remote.

We left Dad/Grampa to rest and went back to Nana and Grampa’s house to have dinner and some cake.

Signing Grampa’s birthday card.

Some light reading then bed.

Sunday we would spring Grampa out of the hospital.