The ham that eats eggs

It's been a while since Daddy posted anything here, so we're sorry about that. I suppose "The Daily Quinn" is just a name after all.

But we've been up to a lot. This week Mommy and Daddy took the good Cap'n Quinn to the New Mexico State Fair. He helped finish off an Indian Taco, which is fry bread topped with beans, beef, lettuce, tomato, cheese and red chili.

Our wee little hero ate the beans (beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you ... toot.) He also went face to face with a giant pig. Much like everyone else, the pig was charmed by the encounter.

Daddy's still busy hunting for jobs, but he doesn't seem as freaked out as he did a few weeks ago. And Quinn was very sad to hear that Grandma Siemers wasn't feeling good last week, but he's relieved to know that she's doing better. Hopefully, if she feels OK, she'll come visit and watch all the hot air balloons that Daddy points out when we're out walking Dexie.

Quinn's new teeth -- he has four now -- have helped him munch on bigger foods. He's eaten a hot dog; a whole piece of pizza; a breakfast of eggs, potatoes and toast; and several bananas (which, for now, will be referred to only as nanners. For no particular reason). He doesn't care for grilled chicken, ground turkey patties or mushy carrots. We suppose the texture bugs him -- or he has a thing against fowl.

And as you can see in the picture above, he's still Mommy's favorite model. He may look good in this stylish hat, but it isn't likely to stay on long. Socks and shoes share the same fate on our little man.

That's OK, though. What he lacks in accessories, he makes up for in charm.