Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

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.

Spring update.

Last weekend was the last session of Noah’s first season taking swim classes.

Progress report.

For dinner we went to Nana T. and Opa’s. While they told us about their trip to Japan, Noah, his animals, and I played hide and seek.

For dessert Noah decorated cookies for us. Kat liked hers.