We’re celebrating our little girl’s birthday today. Nothing like it, is there? I worry the little thing gets shortchanged because her birthday is two days before Christmas, but she seems to be perfectly OK with this arrangement. She shares my maternal grandmother’s birthday. I know my grandmother would approve of all things Piper. We told her she could pick dinner for this evening — that we would cook whatever she wanted or go out to the restaurant of her choice. She chose to go out. And the restaurant choice? “Picky-dilly,” she said.