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Hi, I'm not sure if John informed you on what happened earlier with Greta. Just a brief summary, we were playing doctor's game and I pretended I had a heart attack. As she was about to lay the two tray toys I assumed she was going to use them as defibrillator. Hence, she was extremely startled by it. I tried to explain to her and she asked to watch a video but didn't quite help. I hope she's well settled now and won't have an horrible dreams. Please keep me posted. My apologies for what took place.

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