Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Have a good weekend.

The other weekend we drove out to Emmett and Lisa’s to meet someone new. Would Emmett and Lisa let us in? Would I have to sit outside?  Would they take our present and slam the door on us?

Caitlin Mea Urban! Born July 9th, she weighed 8 pounds and 3 ounces and was 21 inches long.

Kate admitted that she was a little psyched to shop for a girl.

Big brother Declan.

Big cousin Noah?

We hung out with Emmett, Lisa, and the kids for a while (I even got to wash our car) but we had a street party to get to (at a cops house? It’s a long story).

Guns.

Noah and Julia, learning to clear a location SWAT team style.

Taking some friendly fire.

When you join “the force” the first thing they do is spray you in the face with mace right? This is kind of like that.

Caught some perps trying to wash “contraband” down the sink.

Dinner.

A hot, lazy Sunday spent in Prospect Park.

Firing off rockets bright and early on our last full day on Cape Cod.

Rain was looking to ruin a beach day so we went to the “Zooquarium”.

After 6 days in a house together the adults are only talking to their phones.

This guy.

A bird show.

The star.

Lunch.

Joshua still giving me a hard time for getting up early to shoot a sunset.

Taffy.

Dinner.

Back at the beach by our house.

Razor clam.

This happened.

The tide coming in.

Good day.

I got up early one morning to check out the sunrise at the beach near our house. It got me two things, tired and heckled by Joshua.

Skaket Beach.

Beach people…

This guy.

The beach is exhausting.

Fish tacos for days.

Quick little 17 mile bike ride on the Cape Cod Rail Trail, then to Wellfleet.