The window frame-chewing yesterday was of a piece with the strawberry-tossing.

Lyman brought in a half-flat (6 pints) of luscious Louisiana strawberries a couple of days ago. That night I offered Lucy one, and she ate it with gusto. Yesterday I offered her another in the dish of her Parrot Tower. I heard it hit the floor. When I reached up to return it to the dish, she bit my finger and threw it off again.

She didn't do these things as a baby.