Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Noah talks to his mom about his on-again, off-again drama with those second year molars while we wait for some take-out.

See, pain is “off-again” once we get to the park.

I’m psyched to use my flat-pack cups, bowls and plates.

And I’m psyched on tacos.

(photo by Kate)

Heading home.

This is some “art” in the lobby of a fancy apartment building.  If it were up to me, I wouldn’t want statues of bound dudes in my lobby.  Just saying…

Mark, Sara, and Eli were in town over Labor Day weekend for a wedding.  While Sara was handling her duties as a brides maid, we talked Mark and Eli into chilling at a park with us.

I think Eli was running a hot dog or ice cream stand under the slide..  I don’t remember.

Push-ups.

After showing up his father at push-ups, Eli beat him up with a soccer ball.

Mark and Eli went for lunch, we went on to run some errands (not pictured).

Over Labor Day weekend, The Kapadia’s invited a bunch of us out to their Jersey house for the day.

Layla.

Mark, Lou, and Avi.

Noah and his new camera.

Their private beach.

Maya.

Bait.

Crabs!

Some snails(?) we were not trying to catch.

Lou, Maya, and Avi were in charge of the net, and only one of them fell in the water.

Ryan, crabbing supervisor.

Nonplussed.

Mark teaching me how to take care of my crabs.

Dinner.

Lil’ dude.

View from dinner.

Thanks to Darpan and Erika for inviting us out, we always have a great time.

A patriotic walk to pick up Noah from his new day care last week.

On the way home I got a text message from Andy (Savannah’s dad).  Some of the parents from the old day care were hanging out in the shade, trying to avoid the oppressive heat.

I’ll admit it Charlotte, I was hoping this balloon would break…  sorry.

Parenting, with coffee.

Noah, Theo, and Sophie.

Alison, in the pool on the left, and her 3 week old daughter Lira on the right in the arms of Lira’s grandmother.

Like I said before, the rain hung over NH for most of our vacation up there, but we did get one day that we pretty near perfect and we jumped right on it with a quick hike.

…an hour or so from the sound of traffic.

I turned us around right when it was starting to get good..

(photo by Kate)