Matthew: Mum, how long is it 'til my birthday?
Mum: um... about sixty days.
Matthew: (in complete shock) Sixty? Sixty days? But I'll be dead by then!
Let's hope it is just his (lack of) concept of time and not a prophecy. Today he asked me to make invitations for his birthday party and insisted that I put on them "Come to my birthday party which will be in about fifty years time".