Look, I try to limit the amount of Chuck E. Cheese pizza, Fox News, and lead paint my children ingest. But I am only one man, one dada. I have been known to turn a blind eye to the occasional booger eating, but I cannot save them from every toxic evil.
Today, we purchased our first of what is sure to become a horde of Zhu Zhu pets. And if you couldn't guess from the name, the creatures are minted in China. Turns out when the Chinese are not busy filling our toothpaste with cadmium, they are filling Mr. Squiggles with antimony. Luckily, my kids know never to touch antimony without an adult present, so she skipped Mr. Squiggles and picked out the pink (of course) Zhu Zhu, Jilly.
Audrey enjoyed playing with Jilly. But Jilly, like Mr. Squiggles, has a dark, dangerous secret. Jilly crept up to my unsuspecting daughter's hair and lept onto her head. After the crying and computerized hamster-shrieking subsided, we were left with Jilly ensnared in the kid's hair, like some sort of giant motorized rat hairball. It wasn't until I was cutting out the rodent that I noticed the "may pose an entanglement hazard" sticker on the belly of the beast. Right.
So we bought her a heavy-metal laced entanglement hazard. Yes. And it keeps her occupied for hours.
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