Security Fork

Oh, what, your kids don't have one of these? Your kids don't sob and sob when you get them down from their high chair, clinging fiercely to their greasy utensil as though the fork itself were the source of all nourishment? Your kids don't wail and lay prostrate on the (dirty) kitchen floor when you pry the syrup-covered fork from their hand in order that you may load the dishwasher? And you don't then take pity on their neurosis, and rinse the fork off really well and hand it back to them, to be toted triumphantly around the house all day?
No? Just me? Well, what about pudding cups? Your kids do take pudding snack packs with them everywhere they go, right? But not to eat, of course. To hold. To fondle lovingly and then to squeeze around the middle with both hands until you, the mommy, fear an imminent chocolate pudding explosion all over the car. And then at night, you tuck your kids into bed with their snack packs, right? And in the morning, when you come in to find the pudding hurled to the floor, your kid brightens and jumps in the bed, pointing at the pudding and yelling, inexplicably, "Bwenkie! Bwenkie!" when they clearly want that snack pack. And you bend down and retrieve it, and then retrieve the three actual bwenkies which have also been tossed overboard at some point in the night, and then you have to let your kid hold all of these items, blankets and pudding, simultaneously, in order for them to lie still for their morning diaper change.
Right?
In a different vein, here is a household hint worthy of Heloise for all of you who are digging yourselves out, Swistle-style: Once you actually get the marbles and Cheerios off the floor and are prepared to vacuum, change the bag and then put a dryer sheet or two in the empty bag before you run it. It will make the whole room smell fresh as a daisy!
If you have a canister to empty instead of a bag, I don't think this will work the same way. Sorry. No daisy freshness for you.