state of the quinn

Scene: at home.
Time: early in the evening on a warm late-September day.

Quinn: I'm hot! I want to take my shirt off!
Daddy: Okay, take your shirt off!

Quinn takes his shirt off and throws it on the floor.

A few minutes later:

Quinn: I need to put a shirt on!  I'm cold!
Mommy: Okay, here's the shirt you just took off.
Quinn: No, not that shirt!  That shirt is too hot!
Mommy and Daddy (puzzled): But you just said you were cold!
Quinn: I'm hot and cold!

There you have it, ladies and gentlemen.  My son, in four words.