Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Saturday morning we couldn’t wait any longer and had to open the Easter box that Aunt Mindy sent Noah.

Go Jimmie!

Animal eggs! Best of all worlds!

Looted.

Thanks Auntie Mindy!!

(Go Pats!)

Noah and I spent last Friday together. After an early morning art project, we rode to the park.

“Comfort Station” break.

Party foul…

Later.. after some errands, Noah wanted to go back to the same playground.

It was a good Friday.

The other weekend we needed to take care of some really boring stuff, like shopping for a mattress.

The “day-dreaming until dad tells me to take of my shoes” test.

The “bouncing until someone yells at me” test.

Not sure how the “walking from one mattress to another” tests applies to us.

The “withstand corniness” test.

Making a decision.

We are not chair shopping!

Later at the mall… 3 year olds know what typewriters are?

Noah ran off to find Kate and tell her about the typewriter.

So. bored.

Good Friday.

Last week Noah had a day off from school so Leo’s dad and I got the lil’ dudes together for a trip to the Children’s Museum of Art.

Is this what they make the school burgers out of?

A chocolate egg after the museum for Noah, coffee for me.