Today as we were in the car on our way to Brooklyn Children's Museum Sofia said, "I know what your message is."
I said, "You do? What's my message?"
"Love your enemy."
"Wow! Where'd you hear that from?"
"From lots of places."
"So you think that's my message to the world?"
"Well, I do believe that. And not everybody does."
"I know, that's why it's your message."
"How do you know that that it's my message though?"
"Because I know you."
"You think so? I guess I know you too now that I think about it."
"Then what's my message to the world?"
"Hmmm. Take care of your friends and family?"