I was given a turquoise necklace for my birthday which my daughter covets. Yesterday, she was playing with it as I was wearing it.
'Can I have it when I am old enough?' she asked.
I replied that, by all means, she was welcome to borrow it when she is bigger, but that it is my necklace.
'Can I have it when you die?'
'I guess so.'
At this point my son piped up, 'You may have to wait a long time. Mummy is really looking quite well.'
At the age of 37, I am quite relieved to know that I don't look as if I'm at death's door!