Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

The other week, Aransas offered to host a BBQ for the kids before they left Hanson Place and Ms. Yelena took her up on it. The kids set up their cots before we left.

Instructions.

Noah C. and Logan.

Aransas even had a bouncy house.

Finding bugs.

Leo.

Nooria.

Stories.

Ready for lunch.

The crew.

After Clio’s birthday we rode our bikes to Red Hook for brunch at Fort Defiance with Kate’s friend Jen who was in town from Las Vegas.

This spot is good.

Real good.

Tulane alumni: Kate, St. John, the owner of Fort Defiance, and Jen (with her friend Mary’s son Noah).

After brunch we walked over to BWAC to see the newest show. Nana T. had a nice piece up at the entrance.

Jen getting a shot of the Statue of Liberty for her sons.

More great work by Nana T.

We came across this place that runs a digital photo booth and the Noahs got sucked in.

Mary, Jen, and Kate took a turn.

I let this happen quick too.

It was Clio’s turn to have a birthday, and when it came around, she had it at the Prospect Park Carousel and we horsed around.

Birthday girl holding hands with Logan.

Sienna.

Tseday, her mom, and little sister.

Leo and his dad Mark.

Layla.

Layla’s dress matched the cupcakes.

Derby.

Nooria.

Nooria’s dad Sam, doing it all backwards.

Noah, trying to race away from a loud group behind him.

A picnic in Prospect Park with The Westlake’s who deserted us for England.

August.

The gang. Isaac has a crazy English accent now, I shouldn’t have been surprised.

It was a quick visit, The Westlake’s already had plans, but I think they left extra quick when we ran out of drink.

Sticking around, catching fireflies again.

One day, after school, Savannah sharing one of her cookies with Noah.

Derby.

Congestion.