Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Bus!

More buses!

Running!

The container holding the pickles leaked vinegar!  Yeah!  Family fun times!

All this happened in Red Hook on Friday where we met up with Julia, Benoit, and Louis for dinner.

See it??  In those boxes is one of those precious things that makes the heat of Summer a lot more tolerable.

Lobster!

Benoit traumatizing Louis.

Noah poking my lobster in the eye.

So good.

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Come on!?!  Whoopie pies!?!?!?  Amazing.

You don’t have to be from New England, or be Nana Holt to love Whoopie pies.

And like that it was done.  A little piece of New England, 15 minutes from our apartment.

Peace Louis.  Let’s do this again soon.

Our neighbors.

Tim, Ladonna, Chris, and Miles belong to a (not so) secret, private (unless you pay dues), and luxurious (if your thing is used toddler toys) park around the corner (if you don’t count a few corners) from their apt. in Sunnyside, Queens.  They said if we met up with them the other weekend that they could get us in.  We wasted no time getting there, and tried to make sure Noah looked his best.

Miles was having a hard time waking up from his nap.

Chris.

More Chris.

Noah trying to jack Miles’ whip.

Pretend subway car.

Umm..

Nasty.

Tim helped put this bench in the ground.  Seriously.

O.F.W. (Out of Focus but Whateves)

Big up them Sunnyside kids for helping us get through the velvet rope, background check, and bouncers to get in.  Psyched to go back.

The Holt’s were looking shaggy.  Lucas came over to help us out.

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One of those days where everyone needed a nap, and Noah was  up a little earlier than Aunt Mindy so I let him wake her up.

Come on Aunt Mindyyyyyy….  Let’sss go outttt…

Sitting on the couch, just trying to watch The Masters.