Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Wild Wednesday morning up in Errol NH at L.L. Cote. checking out the famous albino moose.

This place is great.

The mission was to get Noah his first fishing pole.

Flashback to my childhood, my dad tying knots for everyone and getting our hooks out of trees, weeds, rocks, and stumps.

Worms.

First fish!

Later we went up to Milan Hill State Park to check into the yurt we rented for the night.

I never want to leave.

Carrying a wounded hiker through the park.

Nana came up after work and made dinner.

I never want to leave.

Dirtiest dude.

Talking to Aunt Mindy.

My parents brought the filthy one (Noah) down to their house for the night.

Star watching.

I never want to leave.

Way back when we were in NH, still living the relaxed vacation life.

WILD LIFE!!!

Wash the paws.

Frustrated, wondering what we are trudging so far for…

Around the corner…

A pretty great lunch spot.

The descent.

Drying off.

The reward.

If it’s Friday night, and it works out, we are with the Savas’ trying to eat straight off the grill.

Fresh tats.

(Foreshadowing)

Savannah and Derby’s grandma Cathey was celebrating a birthday, with a little rain.

It was an early night for us, we were off to NH the next morning for a week long vacation.

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.

Rain. Not what Savannah, or her party planner (Aransas) wanted for a dance party.

But as always, Aransas out-did herself.

Savannah, with a fresh haircut, watching her room get ransacked by her friends.

Kate talking to DJ Andy Rock (if you couldn’t tell there was a Yo Gabba Gabba theme).

Chester in the bounce house.

Funny Honey, who lives below us, was there to do her magic (literally).

Ladybug on Noah’s hand, and ladybugs on the table.

Showtime.

Cheese balls.

Chesters dad, Booger boy.

DANCE PARTY!

Derby!

Cake.

Winding down.

Great party, as always. Thanks for inviting us!