Intentionally pointless banter

------ (on the way to the van, going to school)) Elliott : "Daddy, put on 'Let Go'." Me : "Ok" Elliott : "Only girls can sing that song..." Me : "That is true, I don't think..." Elliott : "Mommy sings with it, but I don't like that" ------ (in the van) Elliott : "The next song is 'Under the Tracks' Daddy" Me : "Wow, you know your songs; who sings it?" Elliott : "Creeper La ... Creeper Lagoooon ... and 'Know Your Onion' is after that" The boy certainly know his music. He'll often sit on the couches in the morning, and just listen to a CD (as he hold the cover and absorbs all the sound).