Smarter than Mom already

I was pecking away at a small toy keyboard Malcolm has, playing and singing my slow and off-key version of This Old Man when Malcolm started pointing upstairs and "saying" something (uh, uh). It seemed he was telling me that he had heard the same song on his new favorite CD from Auntie Becky, but I couldn't recall hearing it there. Sure enough, later that day we heard Raffi's version of This Old Man on his CD.