Fourteen-month-old Carter Hay wobbles as he heads for the small, green decorated artificial Christmas tree. Next to him, Sidney Homan, 6, sits cross-legged on the floor in her black velvet dress, concentrating intently on which colored bar she'll hit next on the xylophone in front of her.
Carter pauses before the tree to take in the sight in front of him. His choices are numerous:A
boxing glove? Nope.
A vinyl purse? Definitely not.
A baby doll? No dice.
A pacifier? Not feeling it.
A red firetruck? Maybe.
Then he sees it - the yellow Fisher Price school bus.
It's his favorite toy.
He plops down on hands and knees, grabs the toy bus and scoots around on the carpet before stopping at the feet of Grandpa Tom Hay.
He looks up, and like many a toddler, shoves his hand in his mouth.Behind Grandpa, taped to a door, is a poster showing an infant wearing a bib that bears a skull and crossbones and the word "poison" underneath. The poster reads "Protect Our Kids, Stop Toxic Imports."
"Carter, I'm going to need this," Linda Burgess says. She grabs the plastic toy. Carter stares as Burgess holds the bus in her hand and rubs it with the tip of a swab containing a yellow liquid. Nothing happens. The tip stays yellow."Not pink. This one's OK," Burgess says, setting the bus back down in front of the boy.
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