Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

Ahh.. vacation.  Noah’s bruising is going down..  that’s good.

Slow going.

Test out some other strollers while we rent bikes.

Emmett thinking maybe I should just concentrate on giving Noah a safe ride, rather than trying to take his picture…  He’s probably right.

Uncle Tim’s skid mark…

Poolside baby sitting.

Exploring with Aunt Diana.

Deer.

After a great night’s sleep, we had a little breakfast before going to get some groceries.  This photo can serve as a kind of “before” photo…

…because after I got back from a grocery run with Emmett, Noah was running in the driveway and took a dive.

Nana dried up the tears with strawberries.

Then Noah got mad at us for trying to clean up his wound and ran into the corner of the cabinets and got a cut on the left side of his head, more strawberries.

Luckily, he’s alright.

The pool is fine too.

Intercom.

World Cup Final.

Post nap bruiser.

Birthday party for Emmett.

Bratty birthday boy with silly string.

The poorly influenced younger brother.

The battered and bruised birthday boys nephew who is nervous about all this silly string stuff.

More pool.

Kate hoping tomorrow can be less eventful.

Father’s Day at Emmett and Lisa’s, Noah got himself psyched up with a nap in the car.

Emmett’s foot, Noah’s flip flop.

Kat.

Aunt Lisa.

More sweat.

The Uncles, and Angus.

The illustration on the tie is of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, given to a lawyer…

Noah was psyched on the card Opa got for his birthday.

“Extra large digits”

Noah’s father (photo by Noah’s mother).

On Saturday the whole Urban clan drove out to (Noah’s Uncle) Matt’s house.  The party was a mix of nice-to-see-you, how-was-your-birthday, here-is-your-christmas-present, my-isn’t-the-weather-lovely, Happy-Mothers-Day!!  Good times.

Noah started the party right by smacking his face on the pavement.

The bruise on Noah’s face was better than the cut on Matt’s hand.  The night before he kept washing (on accident) a glass that had just shattered.

Chilling with Uncle Tim.

Admiring Matt’s odd toy collection.

Matt’s friend Pete.  Creepy.

Tim missed Christmas, so when it got cold Emmett gave him his gifts.

Insert me into this photo somewhere.

Thanks for having us out Matt!!  And thanks to everyone for the birthday cards and gifts.

Nana and Opa Urban deserted the family for Easter, choosing to spend their time in Europe..  Fancy.  Luckily Kate’s cousin Carolyn and Aunt Diana had us up to their Bronx compound for some festivities.

Noah’s Uncle Tim and I got right to shaving up horseradish, which I volunteered for too quickly.   Never rush to burn out your sinuses.  You can see Tim trying to catch his breath.  (Photo by Kate.  Not my sippy cup)

Victoria and Michelle showed Noah around.

Personalized eggs, fistful’s of bread…

and a big bowl of horseradish.

Noah after getting a good whiff.

After eating we took a trip to a nearby park.  Noah took the long way by walking into every driveway.

Cars on I-95.

The park was lawless so we had to break out.

Victoria, Jessica, and I waiting for dessert.

Thanks to the Bronx fam. for having us!!