Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Morning cartoons.

Bruise update.

My view from the blogging nook.

Frog.

Park.

Lunch.

Pool.

Bike again.

Turtles.

Once again, the house where Mark and Sara got married a bunch of years back.  8? 7?

Kate waiting for Emmett.

That’s that house we are staying in, above the “Thank you” sign.

Home.

Ahh.. vacation.  Noah’s bruising is going down..  that’s good.

Slow going.

Test out some other strollers while we rent bikes.

Emmett thinking maybe I should just concentrate on giving Noah a safe ride, rather than trying to take his picture…  He’s probably right.

Uncle Tim’s skid mark…

Poolside baby sitting.

Exploring with Aunt Diana.

Deer.

Father’s Day at Emmett and Lisa’s, Noah got himself psyched up with a nap in the car.

Emmett’s foot, Noah’s flip flop.

Kat.

Aunt Lisa.

More sweat.

The Uncles, and Angus.

The illustration on the tie is of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, given to a lawyer…

Noah was psyched on the card Opa got for his birthday.

“Extra large digits”

Noah’s father (photo by Noah’s mother).

Morning kisses from Aunt Coo Coo.

Uncle Gerry’s custom saw.

Double sided.

Bye Uncle Gerry and Aunt Coo Coo.

Thanks for stopping by on your way home.  It was great to have you, and next time I’ll arrange for better weather.

My Uncle Gerry and Aunt Paula were on a tour of this America’s eastern shores and the other weekend they stopped by our little ole’ Brooklyn apartment for an overnight visit on their way back to NH.  Luckily for them it also happened to be one of the hottest weekends of the summer, and in that heat I dragged them to the Brooklyn Flea for a quick lunch.  Not very nice of me.

Noah and Aunt “Coo Coo” (a nickname my Aunt Paula gave herself) cracking up over the girl with the bullhorn behind them.

Nap, then dragged (driven) to the grand opening of the new park near the Brooklyn Bridge.

Nana!