Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Sadly, my (computer) tower may be done, but while a genius or two tries to fix it, go back and relive the best moments of this blog through the column on the right called “Some random older posts”.

See you soon.

Imagine a life where almost every morning there are presents waiting for you when you wake up.

Realizing you can’t eat all of the candy in sight? Bummer.

At least someone was there to console Noah (after she laid the rules on him).

Next up, partying at Nana T. and Opa’s.

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.

Stopping off at a playground after picking Noah up from school.

This is Nooria, Noah’s schoolmate (trust me).

Saying goodbye.

Noah was bummed that we had to go home.

Home for a day, dressing Noah in a shirt I bought him while I was in Colorado.

Then Kate and I are off to Mexico where I am shooting a wedding.

It’s tough letting go.

Luckily we left Noah in the more than capable hands of Nana T. and Opa.