Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

The other weekend we rode our bikes into Manhattan for the P.S. 11 Fall Fair.

History.

Pumpkin painting.

We were there to see Kate’s friend Ben and his spin art machine.

Might as well get in some bounce houses while we are at it.

Waiting in line for a turn at the spin art machine, copying and staring a girl who was fanning herself.

Ben with his son.

Deflated bounce houses.

Later at home, Honey came upstairs and we jammed (that’s Honey on the recorder, and me on the ladybug tambourine).

With Jerry spending time with Leni at the hospital, and a fridge full of food, Amanda invited us over for dinner the other week. Their apartment has epic sunsets.

Right?

Jerry’s live feed.

Saying goodbye.

Noah’s got this thing where he presses his nose to your nose. It can be a little weird.

Kids.

In Red Hook to see the newest BWAC show that Nana T. helped put together. Noah brought his bug net/collector/storage thing.

This was a music box with a recording of a woman asking for help.

One of Noah’s picks.

One of Nana T.’s pieces.

Jam band.

After Red Hook we went to Ryan and Ellen’s for a crab feast. Their son Ren with his crabby shirt.

Ryan brought out the medieval Lego’s for the kids.

Scrappy dude.

Grant feeding the people.

Thanks Ryan and Ellen for hosting. Thanks to Grant for cooking.

Messing around at South Oxford Park one warm day after school.

Noah’s thing was to run around the park and randomly drop the water balloon, barely slowing down enough to see it break, or to notice the kids kissing on the bench.

Bulk breakage.

Snack.

After spending two nights sleeping in a tent, these two still look pretty good. I told them they’d survive. Fancy pastries for breakfast may have helped.

After breakfast, checking out the beach in Amagansett.

For lunch we met up with Mike, Kam, and “Mr. Will” for a boat ride.

Sleeping quarters.

Stealing Kam’s glasses.

That dude.

At dinner, waiting for a table.

Thanks for cruising us around Mr. Will!