Trading Traditions

Last night my son started asking questions about what we were doing this Thanksgiving. Texting (of course), "We are hosting this year on Thursday." He asked, "Aren't we going to Aunt Becky's?" I replied, "No, she didn't plan a family dinner this year probably because of grandpa's hip surgery. Why, do you need to see her?". Tommy said,  "It's just been that way for years."  I said, "people grow up, grow old..." .