Tonight, while making dinner, we heard from AK: "Cashew, I can't see you. Where are you?"

In recent days, she has discovered that her nose has holes, not only for blowing out, but also for finger insertion. Tonight she decided to try a small piece of cashew. (This has been broken into thirds and smaller, so the piece was very, very small) Fortunately, we got her to blow it out and were spared an ER visit.

Yikes. No more cashews...