There is somewhat of a custom in my brother
OD's yeshiva to give something called a "kibud" in honor of the birth of a daughter. (Kibud means honor.) As there is no bris, but to have a full-blown kiddush would be a little much (and expensive!), this is done instead: Basically, set up a few tables in one of the larger rooms downstairs, serve some doughnuts, cookies, and the like, and everyone wishes the proud father a hearty mazel tov.
My brother usually is the one in charge of the kibud, which entails buying everything, setting it all up, and cleaning up after it's all over. A couple of days ago, this caused the following conversation between his son
Ben (3!) and his wife
SIL.
Ben: Where's Daddy?
SIL: He's doing a "kibud".
Ben: Oh.
(pause)
Tell him I like doughnuts.
;)
2 comments:
ben is clever! clearly gets the situation and wants to make the most of it ;)
He's really smart - kinda scary sometimes. You see his mind working, and you sometimes wonder what he's figuring out...
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