"This is the only one in your size." The saleslady at the mall handed my daughter a stars-and-strips decorated swimsuit.
As the daughter of political writers, my 11-year-old sometimes hears adult conversations about tough topics. Earlier that day, she overheard President Trump had referred to immigrants from various African nations, Haiti, El Salvador as "people from s------- countries." Since Naomi joined our family through an Ethiopian adoption, she was upset.
When she saw the patriotic swimsuit later that day, she asked, "Is this okay, since we don't like Trump?"
The question stung. My husband and I are raising our children to be Americans: We have an American flag on our porch and such a deep love for this nation that my husband quit his desk job, put on a uniform and went to war in 2008. But patriotism and nationalism have been unhealthily conflated in the age of Trump.