Conversation with Maeve (age 3 1/2)

Maeve appeared in the kitchen this afternoon smiling breezily and said, When are we going to die? Still the big smile.

When are we going to die?

Yes.

Oh.  Probably not for a long time. 
I swallowed the probably part but said it.

A long time?

Yeah, probably when we get really old. 

Really old like... four?

No, more, old like 100.

100!  Woah, 100.  that's a big number.  

And then she danced out.