Loves me, loves me not

Henry's loves flowers.  Who wouldn't if the flowers you get to enjoy are huge, colorful gardenias. One side of the playground area at the Club is filled with all kinds of these flowers and Henry can spend so long exploring them.  By the way, in some of the photos Henry is wearing a Bangladesh cricket jersey in the spirit of the Cricket World Cup going on right now held in part in Bangladesh.
Here he is heading to the flowers.

Rosa, the mother of the twins, is the one who just loves Henry and makes her daughters jealous when she holds him. She gives Henry little "eskimo" kisses and at this moment her daughters decided they would accept Henry as a little brother and shower him with tons of eskimo kisses, too.  He was loving it.  I just realized, since Rosa basically only speaks Russian she is teaching him words like "flower" in her language.  She and I are always cracking up at how we end up conveying thoughts to each other. Luckily Tanya, the other woman in this photo with her son climbing on her, speaks Russian and English (she's Russian) and sometimes - after she too has been entertained by our "conversations" - chimes in to translate.

Here are some photos from breakfast.  It might look like I captured Henry mid-blink but actually he was giving Scott his cute, giggly eyes

In other Henry news - he just LOVES playing throw and catch.  He can play for so long and is so proud each and every time he throws a ball.  He's figured out that his game will last longer if he faces the person he's playing with and throws the ball in their direction.  He loves balls so much that a few days ago at the Club he was practically chasing a ~3 year old who was kicking a ball.  After a minute or two when Henry finally was able to gather it up in his arms he was so excited. He even managed to pick it up an inch or two and throw it even though ti was so big and heavy.

The other thing he has started enjoying is post-bath time.  Until now, post-bath time was pretty same old same old.  A few days ago, however, he started throwing himself down on the bed waiting for me to put the towel over him and shake and dry him.  When I take the towel off he giggles and flings himself back down for more.  Now when we walk out of the bathroom and he sees the bed he starts wiggling in preparation for the fun.