Cleverder!
Ansel was eating the piece of bread I gave him at dinner last night, and remarked that I put a lot of butter on it. Julie conceded I am much more generous than she is with the butter.
"Papa is leaderer!" he said; his speech, though complex, is not always clear. He still struggles with some pronunciation, and we had no idea what he was saying. Sometimes he goes into a fit when that happens, and sometimes he patiently explains.
"You know, when one person is fwarter than another, that person is leaderer." Fwarter? "Yeah, when he can do things that someone else can't." Oh, smarter. When someone's smarter, he's cleverer! I get it now.
"Yeah, papa is cleverer for giving me so much butter." Because more butter is what he wants, so the person who recognizes that and acts accordingly is cleverer. There's no arguing with that logic!