The second item is a behavior that seems beyond his developmental age, and one that Lydia has not shown us in her 19 months. If a behavioral psychologist happens across this blog, I'd like to think they might have an explanation for it. He carries around a bag wedged between his right harm and his body, approaches both Jenn and me, reaches into the bag with his left hand, and then it is as if he's pretending to pull out an item and hand it to us. This goes on for long periods of time and he gets a big smile on his face when we "take" the object and say, "Thank you!" Perhaps the behavior can now be chalked up to positive re-enforcement, but he still showed the behavior before he saw us respond positively the first time. It's very interesting for us to observe and participate in his pretending behavior.
Our morale, as well as that of our new friends, has improved considerably this week. I believe the reason for this is three-fold. First, we're starting to understand our kids and they're starting to understand us. Secondly, our accommodations, and everything that goes with them are significantly more pleasant in Guangzhou as compared with Zhengzhou. Thirdly, home is on the horizon. Also, Shamian Island is a ¥20 ($3.35) taxi ride away, so enjoyable shopping, good Western food, and a nice place to walk is very convenient and affordable. In fact, Jenn went over to the Island with Mrs. Kansas and Mrs. Illinois to get massages. They paid less than $20 for a foot massage that turned into a near-full body massage, and Jenn loved it.
Henry continues to both open up overall and to get more comfortable with me. Jenn was gone when he woke up from his nap, so after we Skyped with Aunt Beth & Uncle Mark, we spent some time playing in new ways: I tossed him up in the air a few times, and then I swung him around a few times. On each occasion, after I set him down (trying to be careful to not over-do it with him) he leaned into me with his arms raised asking to do it again. And then Jenn returned, so she and I took care of some odds and ends around the room while Henry motored around as though he were hard at work. He really works up a sweat when he's "working." Then this evening, he started resting on me a bit during our playtime as he has done with Jenn over the last eight days. Little bits at a time.
And speaking of sweat, Henry's Wednesday dinner consisted of noodles that were quite spicy. The kid doesn't complain an ounce... he can tolerate way more spice than his dad. After a few minutes I looked closely at his hair to find that he was starting to sweat. He wasn't sweating before dinner; it was the spicy noodles! As each minute passed, he was getting more and more sweaty, so Jenn got a wet, cool cloth and cooled him off.