Daryl: “I’m a lot smarter than Hal.”
Me: “You don’t know that.”
Daryl: “Sure I do. Hal, what’s 12 times 12, huh? It’s 144. I know a lot more than he does.”
Me: “That doesn’t mean you are smarter than him. It just means you’ve learned more than him. He’s too young for us to know how smart he is. He could be smarter than all the rest of us put together.”
Daryl: “Well, I’m wiser than he is. I’ve lived some long, hard years more than him.”
Yes, son, nearly nine long, hard years makes one a very wise young man. Indeed.