Recently, a few minutes after putting the kids to bed Felix (desperate, crying) called out for me. I went into their room to calm him.
F: Mommy, I'm scared.
M: What are you scared of?
F: Um, let me think about what I'm scared of.
F: Oh, I know what I'm scared of! I'm scared of the AutoChef [breakfast-preparing robot which explodes, from Wallace and Grommet cartoon].
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