Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

A quick visit to (Great) Uncle Wayne and (Great) Aunt Patty’s.

When we got home it was time for Nana Holt’s surprise (little) birthday party.

Noah tried to act like a Christmas pro, but everywhere he looked he was reminded of his lack of experience.

Cracking up.

Santa was in town so Tim, Ladonna, Chris, and Miles invited us to stop by with them and introduce the new boys to him.  I know Noah was excited, even if he just sat stoned faced as always.

Ladonna helping Chris get ready.

Chris and Miles with Santa.

Noah’s turn.

We went for some post-Santa BBQ.  Miles wasn’t feeling it, so he napped.

Noah played it cool the whole day, then when we were on the way home he asked me who the bearded dude was.  I told him and he was pretty hyped.

Last night (on the advice of our pediatrician) we put Noah in his crib at 9 pm, and didn’t pick him up, or feed him, or even talk to him until 6 am.  It was brutal.  He was great from 9 pm until about 12:30 a.m., but after that no one really got back to sleep.  Luckily he doesn’t seem to hate us, and hopefully he will be sleeping through the night by the end of the week.