Getch ya

My daughter is a paradox.  She would run out into the ocean and swim to Cuba if we let her and not be afraid at all but, other seemingly innocent things scare her.  Last night Stephen was watering and showed her two rainbows that the water hose made.  She was terrified.  Even after we explained rainbows are good and that they God's promise she kept saying, "No rainbows getch ya?"  No baby, and no ice cream cones, bubble gum, or pictures of soft, sweet puppies will getch ya either...