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LAMB: My brave, brave girl. When I asked you if you were sure you wanted to go on the haunted house ride with daddy, you looked up at me so sweetly and said “I sore, mummy”. You climbed into your carriage and huddled up next to daddy. Before the ride began you were looking a wee bit scared and I had to resist the mummy instinct to whisk you away to safety. I waited anxiously outside and when the doors finally opened you emerged with your hands cupped over your face. When I asked you if you were scared you casually replied “just tiny bit scary”.