Four days left in the project that's been consuming most of my thoughts this last month. I love being married to such a gifted singer and that I can have my own personal recitals where he serenades me. Tenors. Just beautiful. I really, really want all of you to join us and have your own CD to be serenaded by!

I am so proud of Eric and all the work he's put into his music. After school and work for the last 13 years, it's exciting to have an opportunity for him to do a European Recital Tour. Have you been watching on Facebook or is this the first you've heard? Your kids, your family, your friends will all enjoy the selections he's put together for the recital.

Come join us in the last push to make that number climb all the way to the top!

If you've already joined us -- THANK YOU and please - share, share away!

http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/276474582/hanson-shymanovitz-european-recital-tour

Wow! Becca and I had to rush outside for a quick picture with this tumbleweed before it gets blown from our yard. I find myself continually amazed at desert weather. We've had lost of dust storms lately and will continue to have more through the spring. How fun to see such a huge tumbleweed because of this! And the skies after dust storms are also amazing. We finally purchased a replacement charger for our camera battery and Eric took a post-storm picture of the sky. I'll add it to this post later.

Update: I'm extra glad I took this picture because less than an hour later that tumbleweed extraordinaire blew out of our yard! Onward and upward, eh?

I was "re"-realizing today that there are NO pictures of Amy on the blog yet. I blame that on the ease of posting to Facebook and that FB does not make me feel I should say anything profound, funny, or coherent...



Amy is 7 months old TODAY, actually. I was lying on the floor working and when I got up, she took advantage of my momentary absence to take over my work. She thought she was pretty funny. So did I, really.




As we were walking home from school today I felt so happy as I watched my girls walking ahead of me. My own bevy of beautiful girls, as my dad used to call my sisters and me.




And we've finally branched into solid foods. We're both taking it a bit slow and a bit reluctantly but she's still growing like a weed and I'm sure eventually we'll both begin to prefer the routine of solids. :) Until then, we love all the nursing sessions. It's over so fast anyway, relatively speaking. I'm glad she's in no hurry to move on just yet.