Strange child.

A few nights ago, Lydia found some Shakespeare plays that I have. They're in separate books with mildly colorful pictures on the front, and Lydia decided they were hers. I was a bit flabbergasted when she handed me Troilus and Cressida and wanted me to read it to her for her nigh-night book. I started reading it, but she got mad that she couldn't see. I said, "Lydia, there's no pictures! See? its all just words. Its very boring for Lydia." She said "Okay" but when I tried to read a different book, she said, "No mommy, I want the boring book." So instead I found my copy of "Our Town" among all the shakesteare plays and started reading that instead. Two minutes later, she was fast asleep.
Well, I thought it was funny, and passed off the whole thing to her being sleepy. But last night she did it again. I read "Our Town" to her for like 10 minutes. Every few minutes I would ask if she wanted to switch to a different book and she would say no. Pretty soon, when I stopped asking, she just started telling me every few minutes, "Mommy, I don't want to read a different book." Well alrighty then. Strange child.