Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Riding through Prospect Park on our way to the zoo. Have you seen the new bike seat?

Zoo greeter.

Milking.

Waiting for lunch.

The morning after Nana and Grampa Holt’s anniversary party, which also happened to be Father’s Day.

Riding around with Zach and Dillon.

Something for me.

(photo by Kate)

One hand-painted Jamaican shell too.

Signing Nana and Grampa Holt’s chairs.

I like this one.

Jasper’s was pretty good too.

After some basketball drills it was back in the car for the ride back to NYC. Vacation done.

Sunday in Prospect Park hanging out with Tim, Ladonna, and Miles.

I had to leave those kids in the park to go take some photos in Williamsburg and just as was getting started I got a text that Noah took a dive bombing a hill on his scooter. Kate took him to the ER just to get him checked out.

He had a big old scrape on this knee…

..and a (mildly) fractured clavicle (collar bone).

Inventory. 1) Scraped up elbow. 2) Scraped up shoulder.

3) Scraped up knee. 4) Pudding’d up face.

He’s gonna take it easy for a little while, and even wear a sling at school to remind the other kids to look out for him. Plus he’ll milk the sympathy for all it’s worth. Smart boy.

Friday night, after school, hanging out at a playground.

Saturday with a fresh haircut.

Ice cream cart.

Sand.

Water thrown.

Sunday, heading to Prospect Park for the picnic, we ran into Funny Honey.

Fallen hero. This tree was amazing, such a loss.

Later, I stuck Noah in a tree.