A couple of years ago, when my granddaughter was about two, she stuck a bunch of stickers all over my shirt (an old work shirt I wear around home). I refused to take them off, and even wore it that same evening to a pretty fancy birthday party of a friend, where of course I got a lot of comments. Eventually they would fall off, but to this day there is still one sticker left on the pocket.
Beethoven’s birthday was Monday. I always remember because it’s three days before mine.