Truman thinks she can read

The stomach bug is slowly making its way through our home so last night as John headed to his family's Christmas with those who were well, I stayed back with those plagued and those who cause a ruckus (Truman). From my perch on the couch, Truman hovered over me asking for cereal. I made her a bowl and flopped back on the couch. She then runs back into the living room and muttered something about needing a book. I found her as pictured eating bite after bite while reading a chapter book. The best part was her seriousness regarding the whole issue. She has seen her siblings do this so why not?