Several weeks late but I finally thought of a story
for the family traditions.

When I was around 7ish, I finally worked up enough courage to mention something that had been preying on my mind for several years. It was, I thought, a potentially touchy subject, but one I felt it would be important to settle before it was too late.

In my most serious tone, I asked my mother, "When you die, can I have that lamp?"

Thankfully, she reacted well enough that for the next decade I had no qualms about asking for particular items when she is gone.
I'm an only child by birth, just who the fuck did I think I would have to share with?

This became a tradition apparently when 2 weeks ago I heard a familiar phrase burst forth from my 7 year old's lips.....

"Mom, when you die, can I have that mirror?"

Yup. I'm only 34 and already my kids are dividing up my stuff.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Tue 9 Dec 2008, 2:41, 3 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

sympathy reply right here
my work here is done

I'm off to bed
( Gilgamesh gazed in wonder as Frampton came alive, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 3:03, Reply)

hahahaha..
Thanks Gilgamesh.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Tue 9 Dec 2008, 3:04, Reply)

1981
Just after my sixth birthday, I asked my mum if I could stay up until midnight on Dec 31st, 1999.

I was utterly delighted when she said it shouldn't be a problem.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Tue 9 Dec 2008, 11:43, Reply)