We have a couple of big baby dolls in the playroom that all the kids love to carry around and feed and wrap in my kitchen towels. Then when they're done, they usually end up tossing them face down on the floor. This causes Kanga and me to have heart failure when we come in and see a baby lying on its face in a corner somewhere. Just for a split second it's terrifying, even when you KNOW all the small babies are in the other room.
So. For comparison:
Mr. Hercules is in the middle. Baby dolls on either side. Slightly alarming, isn't it? :)