Classical music is one of those worlds I’ve just never found the time to explore, but I knew that was going to change sooner or later. I always told myself that if I had a kid I’d first immerse him in classical and jazz. Peaceful, complex stuff that would lull him to sleep while tuning his ears with the sort of precision he’d need if he ever decided to pick up daddy’s favorite hobby. It’s what my mother did with me, and I was going to pass on the tradition.

Well, baby Oliver arrived April 7th, and every night so far we’ve been exploring my meager classical collection together. Arleigh sent me a collection of Chopin’s Nocturnes years ago, and those seem to appeal to him most. I have a funny feeling this one will be Ollie’s favorite, because I play it first and last every time we sit down to listen. 🙂

So, please welcome Shattered Lens’ newest (future) author to the fold: Oliver Winston Smith. He celebrated his one week birthday last night by staring at my cats.