We headed back to the orphanage at 9:30 but not before talking to Evan on the phone for about 15 minutes. He can almost hold a conversation now, and seems to be making noticeable strides in his verbal skill in just the 4 days since I talked to him.
Just like yesterday, Troy was fine with me holding him for the first 15 minutes but then he began to fuss. Of course a nanny whisked him away to soothe him but I'd had enough of that and requested that she sit nearby with Troy instead. This is when I brought out my secret weapon. Bribery. Cheerios. It seemed to break the ice, anyway, and Troy was quite happy hanging out with me for the next few hours. He's way to mobile to want to be held the whole time but he happily let me play with him, carry him around, and give him his bottle.
Here's a picture of us:
Here's a video of Troy showing his mobility...
Did I mention that I got a marriage proposal? This happened with Evan, too, when the Minister of Justice offered to marry me to his nanny. Today, one of the nannies offered her hand to me. These babies are serious chick magnets. Here's a picture of my possible future wife, with the true object of her desires: