Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

*Parts of this post have been censored to protect the identity and location of those who wish their location and identity be… less on “the grid”.

Last weekend we drove out to [REDACTED] to see Uncle [REDACTED] (a.k.a., Uncle Bugs). Noah knew we were just going for an overnight so he packed light. Kate, [REDACTED]‘s twin sister, did not pack light.

Quick lunch.

Uncle [REDACTED] has some crazy trees in his backyard. Noah was into the one that was going “beans”.

Walking down to the beach near Uncle [REDACTED]‘s house.

Outlook rock (*not it’s real name).

Noah throwing some rocks.

One of the rocks landed on Kate’s head…

I wish it would have landed on her camera phone taking finger.

Washing Uncle [REDACTED]‘s feet.

…and his Crocs.

[REDACTED] returning the favor.

Uncle [REDACTED]‘s friends Tom* and John* sharing a moment. (*Possibly not their real names.)

The ole “you’re gonna drown” prank.

Twinsies, being told they don’t seem it.

Extreme cartoon watching.

While we sat inside, eating pizza, someone was outside building an intense web.

This guy (or girl) was harvesting moths. It was incredible.

Incredible, and gross, and in a few hours it was completely gone.

Last week I was a chaperone for Noah’s class trip to the Prospect Park Zoo. Before we left, Ms. Yelena briefed the kids on how they should act.

A surfeit of kids making faces into my phone.

A muster of kids on the bus.

A rafter of kids looking at something, I don’t remember.

A cartload of kids look at a congress of Hamadryas Baboons.

A romp of kids try to destroying bird eggs.

A rookery of kids drawing.

Bat anatomy (a group of bats is called a colony, boring).

A shoal of fish getting harassed by a skulk of kids.

Sea lion feeding.

Tseday’s sister. I don’t need a reason.

Then the rain started.

A cackle of kids eating lunch a shrewdness of adults hoped the rain would let up.

Noah C.

The rain didn’t let up. Downpour.

It was a fun/wet bus ride back to school.

American Museum of Natural History on another sweltering summer day.

Lil’ dude blazing up the stairs.

Catching up with old friends.

Gotta stop by and look at Mt. Washington.

Some of this stuff is creepy.

Even skateboarders like stuffed animals.

The train to Coney Island.

Hanson Place on the big screen.

Catching vibes (Zion, in orange, and I had the same face for Noah).

Popcorn party.

Mihret.

MUSTARD FOREVER!!

Logan.

Gladiators.

Nail biters.

Clio.

No need for rally cap, Cyclones win!

Heading home, and getting a little old for this…

Someone knows I’m blowing up his spot (telling him that he’s getting too big to be carried).

Chilling on the stoop with Richard, Susan, Wiley and Ryder.

“Stop kicking the ball in the street!” (repeat)

Ryder.