A Toddler's Philosophy: Repeat, Repeat, Repeat

We have entered the dark, cold night of repetitionland, gentle reader, and from what I hear, we won't see the other side until 3 (years old, not p.m.). The routine of books before bed has become a forced march of the same book as many times as he can get it. If I try to interest G in another one, he screeches. Same with any activity- you know he liked it when he requests (via la screech) to do it over. And over. Witness my brain atrophy as I read "The Seals on the Bus" for the 10th time in one day. All through the town.