We had a family dinner for my dad's 80th birthday at El Corral, a Southwestern steakhouse we all love. You never know how something like that is going to go over with a baby, but Quinn did so good. He sat there for TWO HOURS and behaved the entire time, thanks to a whole lot of food and a whole lot of Grandma Marj's hard work. She played 10 million rounds of pat-a-cake with him and let him play with her dangly earrings, which he LOVES to do (he never pulls, only flicks them with his fingers to make them swing). Thanks, Mom!