Setting: Living room couch, reading books to my daughter. She asks me to read this one particular book that I don't enjoy AT ALL.
Me: (After just completing aforementioned hated book) You know I don't really like that book too much.
Her: I do (shocked and incredulous)
Me: Well, that's fine. You can like it.
Her: But you don't like it?
Me: No, it's not one of my favorites.
Her: (with surprising force and conviction and with an intensity and determination that frankly quite frightened me) NO! You will like that book. Okay, mommy. You like it.
Me: Whatever you say.