The other day I was driving in my car and asked Miles what he wanted to listen to. I was assuming I would get bear hunt or some other children’s CD request. Nope. He wanted Jazz. Not any Jazz but Billie Holiday. I seriously listened to Billie Holiday everyday when I was pregnant with Miles, driving to and from work. It is the only thing I never get sick of. I love the nostalic feelings that accompany her tunes. He still mellows out when I put on a record. Such an amazing and beautiful woman with a whole lot of soul.