One of my coworkers once told about how her son stuffed something up his nose. But he didn't tell anyone for about a week. The first they knew was when there was this awful smell hanging around him and then got him to 'fess up. They took him to the emergency room - the whatever it was being too firmly lodged to get out - and he'd run around and make friends with people. And people would smile at this cute little boy ... until he got close and the smell hit them.

got a Fisher Price Little Person wedged in her open mouth

And it was probably one of the old-style ones with the wooden bottoms, right?

a story about the time she was sorting infant skull bones and eating corn chips and accidentally put the wrong hand in her mouth

Oh dear.

I dumped my entire mug of coffee on me at work this morning. Luckily, a coworker gave me a lift home and back to work so I didn't have to wear coffee-sodden clothing all day long.

Old-style Fisher Price, but in the plastic era. I think it was the green white dude with a bald head. Like the dad here [link]

We still have those Little People. Oh, how I loved them.

Oh, how I loved them.

Oh yeah. I just don't like the new kind much. Blahblahchokinghazard, whatever.

There used to be parties at this one artist's house. She had so many of the playsets, it was awesome. Sesame Street house, haunted house, something with dragons, airports, garages, the a frame house, circus, farm, school...

The Little People were awesome. Although not to eat, I do not know about that.

But (whitefonted for disturbingly funny Fisher Price Little People story)once we went to clean out a barn owned by the local radio station so we could have a concert in there (the band went on to become quite big in the Christian world, which I think is funny.) and there, hanging from the light rope (it was one of those bare bulbs with the little thread hanging down from it, you know.) was a Little Person. Hanging by the neck. 'Cause, you know, no other place on their bodies to hang from. I got all upset (but not so upset that I would reveal my upsetness to the other teenagers there, of course, cause that's how I roll) and discreetly rescued it. And took it home. It sat on my desk for years. Didn't seem the worse for its attempted execution. Hee.

I still miss my Little People schoolhouse with the drop-down chalkboard, and the littel plastic carousel for recess.

We had a combination of plastic and wooden-bottomed Little People, unless my memory is faulty.

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Aw! You saved him!

haunted house, something with dragons

Oooh! I remember the airport and the garage, but not those.

Our own Nutty both stuffed a peanut up her nose (at 3, on a dare from a neighbor boy)

And my mother called up my father (a doctor) and he said, "Oh, eventually it'll fall out." I had no idea people actually had to get their nostril-stuck items removed professionally!

Old-style Fisher Price, but in the plastic era. I think it was the green white dude with a bald head.

No, no, we had the Sesame Street set. The green white dude with the bald head was Mr. Hooper. The dude stuck in my mouth? Gordon.

Ooh! We definitely had that schoolhouse. I remember that carousel. My own schoolhouse did not have a carousel, it turned out. I felt it was lacking and I was promised a carousel.