Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Out on Long Island with a “super storm” looming over our day.

The star of the show.

Noah and Acie.

Declan.

Beau.

Yurt life!

I never want to leave.

Leaving.

Story Land!

Where kids can run, play, and learn to be frustrated by pens that don’t work.

After staying up too late, looking at too many stars, I wanted to take a nap so I sent Noah and Nana to find me a bed that wasn’t too hard, or too soft, but just right.

This went to lil’ dudes head.

Fair maidens.

Dictatoring.

Grampa Holt stealing a photo of us on the balloon ride.

Noah stealing a hug.

Kate, telling some kid to squirt the guy with the camera.

Story Land’s secret water ride.

Seconds later…

Back at the pond.

Noah’s telling me a story about the one that got away.

Nana Holt giving us a lesson in determination.

Solid times.

First full day of #DOLT2012 (Deaner/Holt Cape Cod Vacation 2012), no regrets about the house we chose.

Field trip to Boston.

(this guy)

Why would we drive to Boston? FENWAY!!!

Lil’ dude giving us some rally raps.

Rally hugs.

RALLY!

RALLY!!

It was so hot, that at the top of the 2nd we had gone through 8 bottles of $4 water and were toast.

(Really, we probably made it to he top of the 6th. Still pretty pathetic, but we are comfortable with who we are.)

Adult time.

Last week, picking Noah up at school.

Teacher styles.

Antagonizing ants.

On a different trip home from school, a week or so ago, Noah accidentally dropped a car off of a bridge and into the construction site below that is part of the new arena being built. Noah was really bummed, and I mentioned it to one of the guys that we see everyday (I think he’s a union rep). The guy then asked a construction worker working on the site to try and get it for him. On the way home from the park this day, he flagged us over and pulled out the car that Noah had lost. Cleaned and ready to roll.

Noah was so excited, and the man in the car who helped us get the car back, his name is also Noah.

Thank you Mr. Noah!

Saturday morning errands, feeling a little out of sorts.

In the afternoon Andy and Aransas had people over for a Kentucky Derby party. Kate took of picture of my get up as Noah told me I looked like a clown.

I was trying to suck up to Aransas by dressing up, Kate knew all she needed was Nana Holt’s lethal Mai-Tai recipe.

The race before the race.

The pace horse showing off the course.

Trial run.

Go!

Hat judging.

Could Scott with his Wisconsin Badgers hat win?

Amelia’s mom Sabrina won.

Final bets.

I’m a loser.

Kate’s a winner.

Great party. Thanks for inviting us Andy and Aransas!