Notes from a small scheming mind

My four-year old son: Mom?
My wife, Caitlin: Yes?
Son: You know when you get really old?
Caitlin: Yes.
Son: And when you’re just about to die?
Caitlin: Yeeeesss….
Son: Just in that moment…
Caitlin: Yes?
Son: Can you tell me where your wallet is?

The kid’ll do anything for an advance on his allowance!