I love doughnuts. I have passed that love onto Liv. Perhaps that has to do with the fact that often on grocery store trips we may or may not make purchasing and splitting a maple bar part of our routine. For her birthday, that was her only request. We put a candle in it and sang the classic, "happy birthday" which she loved. Thus the connection between birthdays, doughnuts, and singing was made. The problem is that the concept of a birthday only being once a year did not compute so now every time we have a doughnut, she wants a candle and to sing happy birthday. Every single time.