Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

On Friday Noah’s school put on a demonstration of all the exercises they have learned with Lava, a local yoga studio. They started with a younger class where the kids would go around their circle of friends either running or as a bear.

Stars.

Noah’s class, circle claps that were trickier than they look here.

Pencil jumps.

Running around raising their knees high.

Stretches.

Later, outside.

The weather was nice, and Noah was out of school early so we went to the Underhill Playground.

We hadn’t been there in a while, and Noah ran to all the toys that he used to play with, except they were all smaller than they used to be.

Dinner out.

Noah reluctantly suiting up to be the ring bearer.

Trying to psych Noah up for the walk down the aisle.

We tell him jokes, show him statues, trying to get him comfortable.

Kate’s arms were the most comfortable place though.

Aunt Sherry and Joey.

Meeting some friends.

Best man speech.

Julie stealing the cake.

With Kamber.

Joey and Ali with their daughter Marley.

Bev.

B-boy.

Time to throw things!

Calling up all the single ladies.

Time for the single bros to try and catch the garter.

Proud moment.

Noah passed responsibilities off to someone with longer arms (who didn’t get very far, maybe ankle? Mid-calf at best?).

Great day. Congrats to Joey and Ali!

The bros will play!!

(Miss you Mom!)

Last Saturday at the Brooklyn Children’s Museum.

The Savas clan!

Derby dressing up like her older sister.

Back to life in NYC after various vacations.

The cool thing to do right now is check out as many pre-kindergarten programs as we can. Snacking on the way to a school the other night.

I judge schools based solely on the introductory movies they have us sit though (totally fair).

Noah wanted to be anywhere else.

I wasn’t into it, Kate was. I blame it on the full moon…

…and the trek it would take to get there everyday.