Don’t be Afraaaayed.

I was picking up the house; she was talking to a My Little Pony: “Don’t be fraid…don’t be afraaaaayed…don’t be fraaayd…” Huh? “Don’t be fraid…don’t be afraaaaayed…don’t be fraaayd., Pony…” Is your pony scared of something, Selah?  “No, Mommy.”  Uh, okay.   “Follow....