Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

New years are cool, but here on Noah’s blog we are still living in the past…

A stop for lunch on our way up to NH the day before Christmas.

Made it.

Noah dj’s our trip to see Nina and Jasper.

Leaving cookies out for Santa back at my parents house.

“We said for Santa!” (fake cries)

(HAPPY NEW YEAR!)

Vacation..

is…

…over.

To make things worse we couldn’t even leave Bass Harbor casually, stopping on the way home to break up the long drive. No, we had to race home to beat a Hurricane. Noah was a champ though, and with no traffic we made it home in just under 9 hours. Just in time for the heavens to open and some impressive rain and wind to rip through our neighborhood.

(Yeah, yeah, yeah.. Noah got my hobbit feet. I know.)

Waking up in our tent in Kennebunkport, ME. Everyone slept well, even with Noah’s sleep crawling.

While I got cleaned up Noah grew a tail.

So far the people in Maine seemed nice…

My parents (Nana and Grampa) met us at the house we rented.

Noah has so much to learn…

Ahh.. Vacation. Here is part one of how it went down.

Lunch time exercise on our drive to Kennebunkport, ME two Friday’s ago.

In New Hampshire we hit some serious rain.

Luckily our campsite was completely dry.

Noah watching something on my phone while we ate dinner.

Leaving dinner.

Back at the campsite, Noah in the sleeping bag that Aunt Mindy got him for his birthday.

How did Noah’s first night in the tent go? I’ll tell you tomorrow…

This is what’s up.