Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

We woke up in D.C. on Sunday morning and were back in Brooklyn by 1 pm.  Just in time for Noah to eat (i.e., make a mess of) some avocado.

He’s really getting good at making a mess.

Amanda Friedman was in town from L.A. so after cleaning Noah up we hit the road again to meet up with her, but the rain that followed us from NC (or maybe it followed us to NC and back) slowed us down.

We met up with Amanda and it started raining again, so we raced back to our apartment.  Noah did a few laps with her and then went to bed.

…or is the glass half-full?  Either way, our week in Avon was up on Saturday so we hit the road.  Our destination was D.C. for a night in a hotel before driving back to NYC on Sunday.

The sky was sad to see us go.

Diane saying goodbye.

Mike was bummed to leave too.

Noah’s Opa packing up the gear.

Mike and Diane wave goodbye, Kate forgets she is coming with us.

We made a pit stop at Morris Farm’s again.

Before we got very far, the A/C in the van died…  a collective sigh came from the group.

Noah was psyched on the hotel room.  Maybe it was the carpet, maybe it was the A/C, maybe it was the freedom… or maybe it was the mirror so that he could (open mouth) kiss himself.

The thing about hotels, you never know who’s been crawling naked all over you bed.

Friday was our last full day down on The Outer Banks, and Noah was up bright and early ready for a sleepy walk on the beach.

Rain.

Anne came over in the morning and brought some Apple Uglies.  They were amazing.

The beach was great, and hanging out in the house with everyone was fun, but one of the best things I got to do over the vacation was watch the final week of The Tour de France.  Noah and his Uncle Tim would watch a little too.

After a bottle and a nap, back to the beach.

For our last night in Avon, we all went out to dinner at Mack Daddy’s, a great resaurant with some amazing local fish.

The sunset (and drinks) helped us forget that we had to wait for a table.

Diane and Anne.

Noah’s Opa and Nana.

Thanks Anne for taking us surfing, showing us around, bringing us Apple Uglies, being patient, meeting Andy, giving us a ride, watching Noah while I would run for something, and just general advice giving.  We’ll see you next year for your wedding.

I was on Noah duty Thursday.  Kate had to help her mom and Diane get ready for an engagement party that they wanted to throw for Andy and Anne.  For some reason I only came away from the day with mostly photos of Noah eating…

…but we will start with a photo of him reading with his mom before she was wisked away.

“High Five” to Uncle Tim on our way to a nap.

Post nap bananas and bedhead.

After bananas, Noah and I went down to the beach for a few hours.  I traded my camera for a beach chair, so I don’t have any photos.  When we came back Kate was bringing the party together with her wildflower bouquet.

Diane watching Noah for me as he ate some ravioli.

Andy helping Noah’s Opa redecorate for the party, as Tim and Mike Kennedy look on.

The sunset reflected in the house across the street.

Kate socializing.

Noah’s Opa, and Anne’s Godfather, addressing the gathering.

We got back from Avon, NC and vacation yesterday, but I’m behind in posting photos so bear with me as we continue to relive our Vacation.

On Wednesday morning Noah’s Nana Urban was nice enough to babysit while Kate and I rode our bikes to the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse.

The view was pretty great, even though it was a cloudy day.

We stopped for frozen custard after our climb up the lighthouse and as we sat down it started to downpour.

While it rained we did a little shopping.

Back at the house.

Showing Noah the hot tub.

Anne Kennedy, waiting for everyone… again…  We were all such tourists.