A Small (Very Small) Piece of My Childhood

I was reminded the other day of Polly Pocket.  It is a line of toys for little girls.  Today Polly Pocket consists of Barbie-size dolls and accessories but when it first came out, Polly Pocket literally fit in your pocket.  It was a small doll house with teeny tiny accessories and dolls.  Like this one below:

When you were done playing with it you could close the house and stick it your pocket and skip away (skipping just sounded very 1993 Mattel commercial to me). Aaaaaand speaking of cheesy 90's commercials:

I freakin loved me some Polly Pocket.  I was obsessed with the whole small toy concept. I wanted to be the girl in the commercial who had the complete collection.  Everyone jumped on the esophageal-sized toy train.  Even McDonald's.

My question is this: Where the heck was the Consumer Product Safety Commission?? Eventually, the Polly Pocket line disappeared from toy shelves for several years and resurfaced to what it is today. I'm sure it was banned and for one of two reasons:

1. Hundreds of children chocked on the toy accessories
or
2. Moms.  What do I mean?  Imagine how many Pollys and her gang got sucked up by vacuum cleaners.   I remember hearing Mom start the vacuum and running through the house, arms waving, screaming, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"  It was even more torturous hearing the tinging of the toys going up the metal vacuum hose.  Growing up we had a Rainbow Vacuum (Google it) which used a water filtration system so anything sucked up went into an attached water tank that you dumped after.  It was always pleasurable searching for Polly (or an itty bitty chair) in the dumped muddy water.

In addition to the vacuum hazard I remember Dad yelling, "IF I STEP ON THESE DADGUM TOYS ONE MORE TIME!!!...."


Awwwwww, memories.  Maybe if you're lucky someday, I will blog about Magic Nursery Dolls.