No sleep till Brooklyn

HI Baby Boy. I can't sleep at all, I miss you so much tonight I don't know what to do. All that comes to mind is the Beastie Boys "No sleep till Brooklyn" If only you knew how many club nights I'd be riding the zoo bus up (or down is it Grandpa W ) (For anyone outside of Toronto, the zoo bus is the one that runs after bars close and the subways have long since stopped...) I'd sing that song in my head, sometimes out loud all the way home. There sure were some interesting rides on the zoo bus. I shouldn't be telling you all this, you're too young Mr. Twinkle Toes. For all "of age" readers, you can immagine what kind of a ride that would be after bars close... Those were my good ol days. I wouldn't change right now for the world. I sure do love that Daddy of yours, and even though I don't know what to do, I know that you have changed my life forever Jack, and I am going to be even better. You'll see Mr. Twinkle Toes.
I love you, Good Night Baby Boy, as Grandma W. would say "sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite"
Sweet Dreams,
Love Momma