state of the quinn
Oct. 3rd, 2005 10:21 pmScene: 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.
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.
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Date: 2005-10-04 02:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-04 02:59 pm (UTC)But maybe the shirt was too warm, like a long-sleeved shirt, and he wanted short sleeves?
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Date: 2005-10-04 11:56 pm (UTC)[too many smart-assed comments]
[gives up and goes to sleep]