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?"

"Yes."

"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?"

Sofia: <grins>