choking hazard

December 2009, 23 months old

Alice loved play food. Still does, in fact. When she was just a wee tyke, we kept an extremely close eye on her play and warned her repeatedly to be careful around small toys. We probably ought not have been surprised, then, when Alice was playing with a small pretend pickle and declared it—not a pickle, but—a choking hazard. As in, “Where is my choking hazard? I can’t find my choking hazard!”

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