Rachel's reading tastes

I didn't have to work tonight, so Drew headed to the gym during Rachel's swim lesson, and I put her to bed. As I was joining her to read, she said, "Look, Mommy!"

She was reading a kid's version of "The Canterbury Tales."

"Where did you get that?" I said, astonished.

"Cherrydale," she said, naming a library branch. "I thought it looked interesting."

It's told in comic-book style, and she really got into it -- she refused to stop reading until she had completed "The Miller's Tale." I told her Grandma can read The Canterbury Tales in Old English, and that hopefully she can persuade her to do that next week.