It's the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse!!!
last year when Christmas rolled around I was terrified of Santa. This year, he was my best buddy because I'd grasped the concept that I could ask him for something and, it seemed, he was likely to deliver it to me. So, I was quite keen to go and visit Santa again and again and again, in the hope that if I asked six times for the Mickey Mouse toys I was so keen on, I'd have a really good chance of getting them.
Apparently, that plan worked out quite a treat for me because I was inundated with Mickey Mouse stuff. Santa delivered me some MM figurines which I opened with delight and then preferred to play with rather than open any other presents at home. Granny also gave me MM undies, a huge MM toy, a mini MM Santa toy and a MM beach towel. I am well and truly set for Mickey Mouse stuff now!
By the time Christmas Night rolled around I was exhausted from Christmas Eve dinner with the Lollback family on Christmas Eve, opening presents all day and travelling from Brisbane down to the Coast. I was grateful for a huge sleep in and a massive sleep with Mama on Boxing Day. This Christmas craziness really takes it out of a little boy!!!