i not quinny

amazingly, Q is not the only Q in his class. he also has a friend named quinn, who too has unruly blond hair, the same lands end tote bag embroidered with his name, and in the winter, the same blue down coat. their birthdays are also only 5 days apart.

so much for going for a unique initial.

but anyway, a lot of the other kids, especially when they're new, get quentin and quinny confused. it drives my Q crazy. when we were leaving today, a new friend who just moved here from new york kept calling him quinny. you could practically see the smoke coming from Q's ears, as he crossed his arms, stomped his foot down, and pouted, "i NOT quinny."