Toe-biting

I know - that's a funny header. Toe-biting?
Well, it started with "toes to nose".
When we first took Q to our pediatrician, shortly after she came home, he told us that she was extremely hyper-flexible. All of her joints swiveled easily in every direction, even directions that joints are not normally meant to swivel. He told us that kids with this kind of hyper-flexibility often learned to walk later than other kids, even without institutional delays. They needed time to build up a great deal of muscle tone to make up for their rubbery joints. And, in fact, she did walk late.
Her hyper-flexibility is now a source of hilarity for all of us. During diaper changes, she would raise her feet and touch her toes to her nose. Then she'd touch them to the top of her head. Then, she'd take the back of her foot and, casually as you please, rub her eyes with it.
Once, she actually put her toes in her mouth and chewed on them, which made me crack up laughing. Since she got such a good response, she's built on that skill. Nowadays, she likes to do it in her stroller, just to get a laugh out of me.
This is how it goes: as soon as she starts playing with her feet, I say: "You're not going to bite your toes, are you? Are you going to bite your toes? Who bites their toes? No-one does. That's who."
At this point, she knows I want her to bite her toes for me. So she fakes it a little...opens her mouth, pulls her toes up close...
...and then puts her feet down again. "Nope! Not gonna do it, Mommy."
As soon as she's successfully faked me out, she dissolves into a fit of hysterical laughter. Hah! I pulled one over on Mommy. Not gonna do it. You can't make me!
Ah-hahahahahah!!!!! (Evil laughter)
OK, well...maybe I'll think about it. I just MIGHT bite my toes...
Nope! Changed my mind again.
(Hysterical giggling escalates in pitch)
"Oh-hoh! Oooh-hooh. Oh, man, that's a good joke! You really thought I was gonna do it, didn't you?"
And then, because she just can't resist, she bites her toes.
Much laughter and clapping and hilarity on Mommy's part.
Then she gets bored of the game, and thinks about Daddy. I love how her signs have become a part of her thought process. She can't think about Daddy without automatically signing "daddy". so I always know when she's thinking about him.
I told her Daddy was at work, but he might be home for dinner by the time we got there.
"Yaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy DADDY!!!!"