Reincarnation?

My granddaughter said something really funny when she was little, but I've been hesitant to write about it because I didn't want to even peripherally perpetuate a stereotype. But it was funny, no hidden meaning was intended, and Mike broke the ice on his hilarious blog, so I'm gonna go for it.

I was taking my granddaughter to my house for the weekend. She was three years old, strapped in her carseat in the back of my car, and we were stopped at the drive-thru window of a Popeye's fried chicken restaurant. The Popeye's lady took our order and closed her window, and my granddaughter piped up, "I used to wook daow."

"You did?" I asked. "You used to work there?"

"Mmm-hmm," she said matter-of-factly. "Dat's when I was black."