Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Messing around at South Oxford Park one warm day after school.

Noah’s thing was to run around the park and randomly drop the water balloon, barely slowing down enough to see it break, or to notice the kids kissing on the bench.

Bulk breakage.

Snack.

Up bright and early, running out to the motor home to wake up Aunt Mindy so we could help her set up for the party.

Aunt Mindy had put together a great “camp” themed birthday party for Noah. No detail overlooked.

Gift bags.

My cousin Julie made this great edible shark.

Camp fire cupcakes.

Running around with Jaycee.

Thanks Aunt Mindy for putting together such a great party.

A few weeks ago, kicking the soccer ball around a little which turned into “kicking the camera” a little.

Then there was “pretend to have a baby in your tummy”.

Sporty.

A quick bike ride with Nana and Grampa before they head back to NH.

Picnic lunch in Prospect Park.

A little playground time.

Friends waiting for the train with us.

Friends at the Brooklyn Cyclones game with us.

Walk-off win!

The clique.

Wait for it….

Run the bases!!

Good weekend.

Saturday swim!

Not psyched on the shirt Kate brought him to change into.

Later, meeting up with our ticket dealer in Coney Island before a Brooklyn Cyclones game.

The Cyclones have a new mascot this year, Bucky the Buccaneer, who runs from dugout to dugout when the Cyclones score. When he walked through the stands between innings he saw Jen, his high school english teacher.

Ryan, our ticket dealer, with his own run celebration.

King Henry signing Noah’s hat.

Ryan’s blurry name in lights. 10 years of getting people together for a summer Cyclones game. This year he bought 70 tickets for people.

Then this.

Wet Nana and Grampa Holt.

Lou.

It slowly cleared up.

Ren ready to go.

Then, while I was getting food the rain started up again and they called the game.