Methuselah
Claire wanted to know how old Avery needed to be before he could climb into her bunk bed. The warning label says six, but Claire kept on counting “When he’s thirteen? When he’s fourteen? . . .”
I cut her off with “When he’s older than Methuselah.”
“Who’s Methuselah?”
“In the Bible he’s the oldest person ever.”
“Oh. I guess he didn’t eat too much butter.”