Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

It’s game day (Pats vs. Jets) and you live in enemy territory. Fans of the opposing team will try to distract you (by reflecting light in your face off a mirror), especially while you try to get proper nourishment.

You can’t let them get to you. You have a job to do, your team needs you to cheer them on, so you persevere.

As the game begins you are psyched, your team gets off to a big lead.

Then, in the second half the other team wraps up your offense and takes the lead.

Your team can’t adjust to this new defense and you “spill the crayons”, losing a game you should have won.

This post is dedicated to those people who are forced to live in these kind of hostile environments. It’s not easy, but at least we look good doing it.

(No account of this game may be redistributed or rebroadcasted (blogged) without the express written consent of Noah..)

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.

Last Saturday we met up with Kristin, Tony, Hannah, and Bradley at their house on Long Island.

Noah was psyched on the bucket and shovels they got him.

Lunch.

Waiting for lunch.

Eating lunch with help from phone books.

“Do I drive it like this Grampa?” Noah said.  “Yeaahh Noaahhh, except it needs to be red!” said (my cousin) Jasper.

Kate and Kristin grew up together.  They probably used to pretend to change baby diapers…

Noah taking it to the big kids pool.

Bradley and his wobbly front tooth.

Pinophyta

Over the 4th of July long weekend we had the park all to ourselves.  Noah had his choice of things to push.

Noah pushed his skateboard around for a little while.

Caique gave Noah’s skateboard a try.

Biggest hurdle so far with the skateboard, getting Noah to wear his helmet.

I got Noah (me) a little something last week.

Noah’s first skateboard.

This skateboard has a cork top so he can sit on it, lay on it..  whatever on it and not tear up his clothes or himself (Thanks for the tip Neil).  Regular skateboards have griptape on the top which is basically sandpaper (do I really need to explain that to people?).

Should be fun.  We’ll see if he likes it any more than the soccer ball I got.  The soccer ball that is under that pile of dust somewhere.