I was stupid when I was young.

My daughter Clara – age 8 – in the midst of eating breakfast and watching Blues Clues, just asked me who won the Nobel Peace Prize in 2016.

“Are they talking about The Nobel Prize on Blues Clues?” I asked. 

“No,” she said. “I was reading something about inspirational people in the world yesterday. And I just thought that the Nobel Peace Prize winner from last year would probably be inspirational.”

She reminds me every day about how incredibly stupid I was at her age and for many years thereafter.