'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
My Josie was stirring, and nowhere near as quiet as a mouse;
The cookies were placed by the chimney with care,
And a letter to St. Nicholas was also sitting there;
The family was together at great-grandma’s place,
While piles of meatballs were stuffed in their face;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had hoped Josie would settle down for a long winter's nap,
When out on the lawn the Reindeer food was a-scatter,
She sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the fireplace she flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of Santa’s button laying down below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a shiny little bell from one of the Reindeer.
With a quick peek around, so lively and quick,
She knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
Josie looked and she found what Santa forgot when he came,
She read the “nice list” and called them by name;
"Now, Josie! now, Zachary! now, Colin and Lydia!
On, Julia! on Reese! on, baby and Figaro!
From the rubber chicken! To the Barbie! To the best gift of all!
A Rella dress! Chapstick! I will take them all!"
She found the doll house just in time, which was a secret wish,
And exclaimed “Oh my goodness, I’ve been looking for this!”.
She sprang down to play, to her parents gave a cheer,
And busy she was until bedtime was near.
But I heard her exclaim, ere she snuggled in tight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night."
All of the prince and princesses during the finale
It's 
The birthday girl
There's no crying on your birthday!
Unless of course it was your piece of cake that fell to the ground
