Play-doh where??!

As I was loading my washing machine this morning I hear Caleb's panicked voice coming down the stairs....

"Mom!"
"What, Caleb?"
"I have play-doh stuck up my nose!"
"How did it get there?" as I continue to load the washer and marvel at his flair for drama.
"I don't know..."

So consider this a national security post. There appears to be an attack of play-doh pellets that will lodge themselves into spots where fingers spend any amount of time. You may want to close your windows and doors until this vile attack is announced as under control or over.