Friends

Last night we were driving home after a great afternoon and evening with family.  It was dark out, we thought Maya was falling asleep because she was very quiet.  Out of nowhere she asks, "Mommy, are you my friend?" 

Yes, Maya, I am most certainly your friend.  I am also your Mommy and I love you with all my heart, more than I ever knew possible. 

And the seemingly random questions like this, really make me wonder about the thoughts that go through her head.  I'm certain she is much more insightful than we give her credit for.