"Beth, you know Shakira?"
"Yes, Miles. I know Shakira."
"I love Shakira. I am going to see her in concert."
"Oh. Wow. That will be fun."
"She dances. I like the way she dances."
It is always like this. He wonders who I know that he knows and then he tells me about it. Soooo cute. About 15 minutes after the Shakira conversation we start again:
"Beth, you know Murray?"
"No, Miles. I don't. Who's Murray?"
"Oh? You don't? I do. Murray had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. Murray had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow."
I am so happy I have been introduced to Murray!