We also had an M&M-up-the-nose incident. Not me, actually, I think it was the same sister. Anyway, M&Ms melt, so all was well.

Poor Cindy. What a nightmare.

This sounds a lot like potty training a toddler.

ha! In general, I'd say that toddlers tend to bite less and cry more over the potty training. Plus cat pee is a lot more stinky.

My sister has a neighbor who was passing her toddler son M&Ms in the car to keep him quiet, and when they finally arrived at their destination discovered all or most of them had been stuffed up his nose. I can't remember what the ER estimated as the number of M&Ms, but I do remember that while they do not melt in your hand, they do, apparently, melt in your nose.

My boss just told me that at two her mother stuffed peas up her nose.

Was this punishment? A fashion statement?

Up her own nose. Oops!

Anyway, M&Ms melt, so all was well.

Poor Cindy. What a nightmare.

Oh, it could have been so much worse, I'm fine. I felt the most bizarre mix of panic, calm, and the desire to laugh and cry at the same time.

lawn jarts

Love this game! (Not the throwing them at people part...)

oh dear, I'm laughing from all the stories of the things we got up to as children. My escapades:

At about two, I got in the habit of going around the house sticking bobby pins in the outlets. Until I got a shock that knocked me flat.

When very young, under four, I used to throw screaming temper tantrums, throwing myself onto the floor, screaming, kicking, beating my head against the floor. Until the day I missed the rug and got the concrete floor.

At about four I decided to stuff tissues up my nose and my mother had to get the tweezers and extract it. Unfortunately, I picked the night my parents were having a party.

At some point my mother left me alone in the car when she ran in somewhere for - literally - just a minute. When she came back I'd managed to release the parking brake and the car was rolling down the hill.

And one day we were driving along (this was back before seatbelts were unheard of and children's car seats not even dreamed of) and I managed to open the door. I was dragged for several feet - clinging to the door handle - before my mother got the car stopped.

And yet I lived! Neither accidents nor my mother killed me!

ha! In general, I'd say that toddlers tend to bite less and cry more over the potty training. Plus cat pee is a lot more stinky.

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lawn jarts

Love this game! (Not the throwing them at people part...)

This is an actual song, you know. By Ed's Redeeming Qualities:

"She was pegged in the head with a lawn dart (lawn dart!) / Her dad didn't see her, that's the worst part...."

NUMFAR! DO THE DANCE OF NO MANAGERS COMING IN TODAY!