A semi-daily chronicle of my life as a musician, a family man, and a citizen of Oregon.

Jan 7, 2008

Bubbe

Brianna told me the funniest story last night about her Bubbe.  Bubbe is the yiddish word for grandmother - in this case Brianna's maternal grandmother, who passed away a few years ago.

Anyhow, apparently they were in a department store bathroom together and Brianna was going "number 2". 

She asked Bubbe over the divider "Bubbe, my doodie has red in it, should it have red in it?"

To which Bubbe replied "Oh, don't worry about it honey.  My doodie has all kinds of colors in it, red, green, even purple sometimes."

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