Quinn Erim, Esquire

Quinn is my analytical child.  This past Christmas, while Greyson took Santa and Snowman our elf on face value, Quinn badgered me declaring that Snowman didn't look real, he looked like a doll and she didn't think that Santa could get to every house in one night, it just didn't make sense.  When we read books, she cannot just quietly listen to the story but rather HAS to ask a million questions over why they did this or that and wouldn't it have made more sense if they taken this route or said that thing.  Sometimes, we can only get through half a book before I have to throw up my hands and declare a questions truce. 

That girl was born to argue.  Destined to be a litigator.  And not just any old litigator mind you, a civil rights litigator because she is obsessed with equality - ESPECIALLY when it comes to her and Greyson....

Last week, Greyson received his report card (a wonderful report card if I may toot his horn for him) and he got to choose his own reward for his hard work.  This of course brought up an objection from opposing counsel because she had not received a report card and therefore not received an opportunity for a reward.  This she deemed unfair.  I attempted to explain that she went to a different school, with different rules and if and when she received a report card/progress report and if that report was indeed glowing she too would receive a reward.  This did not go over well.

The next day she marched into her Pre-K class to have a discussion with her teacher.  Ms. Neu kindly explained to both Quinn and I that she indeed would be getting a progress report, however their reports do not come out until March.  Based on this information, I was quite surprised when I opened up Quinn's folder yesterday to find a handwritten progress report for Quinn.  After interrogating the witness (aka Ms. Neu) I discovered that my daughter apparently badgered her enough that she finally gave in and wrote one up for her.  Not only did she make this exception for Quinn but Quinn insisted on being with her when she wrote it out AND helping Ms. Neu to write it, ensuring that there were enough glowing compliments to receive her desired reward.

When we got home, she promptly took it out of her folder and commanded me to sit down and read it.

With a smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat's she kindly informed me, "I already know what it says but I want to hear it again.  Please read it aloud."  After finishing she ended with her closing statement ."So when do I get my reward?"

When can I start filling out her Harvard law application?