Twas the night before, the night before Christmas πŸŽ…πŸ»πŸŽ…πŸ»πŸŽ…πŸ»

Have you heard of the saying 

‘If Mohammed won’t go to the mountain…..’

Well this is the new saying, 
‘if Dylan won’t go to see Mickey at Disney…..'(although this is high on our to-do list for 2016!). 

This evening we had a knock on our door, carol singers I thought? nope, It was something beyond anyone’s wildest dreams, for it wasn’t even a person…. It was a mouse….. The one and only MICKEY MOUSE…… OMG OMG OMG 

So if Dylan won’t go to Mickey, Mickey will come to Dylan….. AND HE DID!! 
This wonderful amazing special fantastic breathtaking experience would never have happened without a very special friend in my life. 

So now for the slushy bit….

This friend has been in my life for over 27 years (OMG!), This friend I met on our first day of secondary school, ”This friend, who together, we got trampled on behind railings desperately waiting for our lovely Take That, determined to become Mrs. Williams and Mrs Owen! This particular friend fainted/had an asthma attack in the Green Room at the BBC when Robbie came over to us (talk about stealing my limelight Mrs D!!)

We have been there for each other through happy times, through some very sad times, our weddings and our babies and more Take That!!. 

My friend Jaclyn will be in my life forever. 

  
I know she has for some time been trying to arrange a Mickey experience for my darling Dylan and today she made it a reality. Scheming behind my back, with her lovely mother-in and their friend, a beautiful Pearly-Queen or now renamed ‘our fairy godmother’ to make this magic become reality, and at Christmas time too. 

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts Jaclyn, Christine and Teresa and thank you to the Original Pearly Kings and Queens Association. 
A thank you doesn’t seem enough. But just look at Dylan’s face. That says it all cuddling up to Mickey. 

  

So, it was in fact the night before, the night before Christmas when all through our house Dylan, Scarlett, Angelica and Honey were playing, the laughter was infectious. But little did they know who was on his way……
Here is a twist on the classic tale and I kind of like this one a lot better! 

Twas the night before Xmas eve when all through our house. Our excitement was growing, we were expecting a mouse. 

Keeping our excitement hid from the kids with care.  Hoping Mickey Mouse soon would be there 

The children not nestled, not snug in their bed. Laughing and playing and dancing instead

  

And mamma’s with their wine and dads with their beer. Anticipating the knock and the almighty cheer 

When out on the lawn I heard such a clatter. We jumped from the sofa to see what’s the matter

Away to the window we tore like a flash. Secretly ready for our Mickey Mouse bash

We opened the door and to our delight. Not sure if Dylan would laugh or have such a fright. 

When, what to my wondering eyes stood by my house. But a humungous six foot flamboyant mouse.

  

With a bag full of presents, so lively and quick. I knew in a moment it must be Mick! 

With all laughter and screams in the door he came. And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name 
Now Dylan! Now Scarlett! Now Angelica! Now honey!  Come on inside and let’s have some funny!!  

We’ll open these presents with laughter and joy. And for Dylan will have lots of Mickey Mouse toys 

  

  

And then in a twinkling the room filled with glee. Not just from the children but the adults and me 

A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back. Presents for the children filled up his sack.

His eyes-how they twinkled! his ears stood on end. You could see immediately he was Dylan’s best friend!

  
Not in his clubhouse, but in Ongar was he. In the depth of Essex just to see D

Emotions run high, tears fell down my face. Because having a sick boy put us in this place 

Dylan was happy that his friend Mick from the tele. Made him laugh and giggle and jiggle like jelly!

I thought Dylan might be scared and let out a cry. He laughed when He saw him, I gave out a sigh!

In A wink of his eye and a twist of his head. Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work. Handing the children presents, then turned with a jerk.

  

  
After posing for photos and a few selfies too. He gave me the nod, it was time to go I knew!

  
He sprang to his car, back to Minnie and co And drove away leaving us all with a glow.

But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!”

  

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