Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

We had a special guest in mid-November… Aunt Mindy!

After hugs, and kisses, and cuddling we took a walk to Prospect Park.

Lakeside.

Nathan (who plays plays hockey every week and is super good at ice skating and came to heckle) met up with us.

Noah’s classmate Lola was there with her sister.

Tag.

He’s quicker without those two front teeth weighing him down.

Lola giving me ice dancing lessons.

A rare fall.

Hot chocolate break.

Noah hijacked Aunt Mindy’s flashlight.

Riding home in Nate’s car.

Story time.

It’s the end of October. Noah’s class is going on a field trip to the Bronx Zoo.

Young toughs waiting for the bus.

Mrs. Bartolome rounding up the troops.

Giraffes, and ostriches, and zebras…

Hecklers.

They even steal my hat…

Monorail.

Tiger.

That smell?

Elephants!

The two dual-language Spanish classes together.

Done.

Noah’s school, PS 133, holds a Fall Festival every year to build community, raise funds, and have fun.

Kate manning the spin art booth.

The candy table is always popular.

Decorating planters.

Decorating pumpkins.

Steel drum band!

Young sluggah.

A few days before the Fall Festival we found out that Sara, who went to day care with Noah when he was 2-3, was going to be going to PS 133 now! Here are some flashback photos of Sara with Savannah, and then another 8 months later pushing Noah at Underhill Playground.

Here she is grown up with colorful nails, making some spin art!

This guy.

In October, Lego opened a new store in Madison Square Park. To celebrate they held an event where kids (and some adults) could help create a replica of the Statue of Liberty.

Quality control.

Progress.

Certification.

Back to the tables for some extra circular.

Flowers.

After lunch we met up with classmates for some roller skating at Lakeside in Prospect Park.

The trailhead we were trying to find the day before was super easy to find, when I knew where to look.

Our trail leader.

Nature is amazing. When this tree fell over it picked up the boulder it had grown around. How long until that boulder falls to the ground as the tree decomposes?

“Just keep climbing!”

Peaked.

Over it.

Noah was trying to head back down almost as soon as we got to the top. He was cold so I told him to take shelter in the trees while I took a couple of photos.

It only “looks” like he turned to stone.

The descent.

The reward.