Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Noah came home from school singing this song the other day.

Hear the original – Music for Aardvarks – CD 4

Couple Saturdays ago.

Mo’ stole Noah.

Roaming knife sharpener.

Kate, hiding out in the drugstore.

Noah hiding out while Kate shopped.

Dumbo and the great new carousel.

Oh hey, a gorilla…

Oh hey! Derby!

Savannah wasn’t into the carousel.

A show. This lady, on the left, drove a nail into her nose. Real kid friendly stuff.

This dude juggled knives on a rope made of toilet paper.

Noah giving Savannah a graffiti tour.

Then there was this.

Done.

Every Labor Day, Brooklyn hosts The West Indian Day Parade (reluctantly for some), and the Saturday before Labor Day they hold the Children’s West Indian Day Parade. Noah missed a lot of it.

It’s all good though, ’cause I had my friend record it on his iPad.

Grown men DJ’ing.

Parents, parenting.

The parade ends behind The Brooklyn Museum where a big stage is set up for groups to perform.

Savannah was into it.

On Tuesday I brought in the cupcakes that Noah and Kate made for a quick (early) birthday party classmates.

It’s a tough time of year for birthday parties. More that half of Noah’s classmates were away or out for the day. It worked out for the kids that were there though, they got bigger goodie bags.

As everyone sang Happy Birthday, Noah pretended to sleep.

Cupcake time.

Audrey, Noah, and Aaron.

Alex and Logan.

Noah as “conductor” as the kids went off the play, and I went back home.

On Friday Hanson Place, where Noah goes to day care, held a Dance Recital. First up was Classroom 4. These are 2-3 year olds that will merge with Noah’s class next year.

Next was Noah’s group, Classroom 5.

Audrey on the obstacle course.

Mia Mae.

Zion.

Ryder’s (blond on the left) class.

The last and oldest group of kids at the school ended up being all girls.

Lil’ dude strutting out with Nana.

A quick vid filmed by Kate.