We often go to L.A. Prime for special occasions with Mr. Monkey's family. It's a fine dining establishment, but we feel comfortable bringing Little Monkey Niece. There are often other children there because it's a hotel restaurant.
Some time has passed since the last time we went. The menu has changed. The flatware has changed. The china has changed. It's no longer obnoxiously emblazoned with the restaurant's name.
What hasn't changed is the tradition of having Little Monkey Niece blow out the birthday candle even though it's not her birthday. That's her grandpa's candle.
Here we all are.
When you're tiny, you get presents on other people's birthdays.
Mr. Monkey was not as amused.