It seems these days that James is often informing me of something that I am rather sure I didn't teach him... like when we drove past a park and he told me the two guys were playing tennis. As far as I can recall, I've never discussed tennis with him.
So I've started asking him who told him something or where he learned it. Occasionally, he tells me Daddy told him or one of his cousins or some other "big friend."
But this made me grin:
As we drove past a Holiday Inn recently, James announced, "Dat's a hotel."
"Really." I responded. "How did you know that?"
"Beca-a-a-use... I know dat."