Bubba

After constantly being riddled with exclamations of “Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma Ma Ma Ma. Mama! Mom.”, I began responding with, “Bubba!” 

Why “Bubba”? 

Because I miss my friend Anna and whenever I say it, I hear in my mind Aunty Anna’s exasperated and ever patient voice, saying, “Yes, Bubba, what is it?” (omitting the word “now” from the end).

“Mama!”

“Bubba!”

“Mama!”

“Bubba!”

“Mama!”

“Bubba!”

And, then Elinor wanting me to answer her “Mama?” with “Bubba?” too. 

And so we do that for a while.

But after it all, you get so many Bubbas that you are becoming Bubba. 

To which Grandma Crystal says, “What a horrible name for a child.”

It’s better than Monkey Butt. 

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