What is The Midnight Who?

Many of you...well...one of you...asked what is The Midnight Who? So this post is about how The Midnight Who came to be. And it is completely appropriate that I tell you today, on November 30.

Because today is my only grandchild Max' 6th birthday, and I owe The Midnight Who entirely to him.

About 2 years ago, Max began talking about The Midnight Who. At first, I thought it was some television or storybook character. But Max insists that he dreamed about The Midnight Who. I Googled it, and couldn't find anything that would disprove what he was telling me. I found Midnight, by Dr. Who, but not Midnight Who.

Max talked about The Midnight Who several times and finally, I asked him what The Midnight Who was. He said it was a tank. At one point, I asked him to draw the tank for me, and he did. He drew what appeared to be a turret on a vehicle, so I figured it was like an army tank and not a water tank, and Max confirmed that it was.

I searched www.themidnightwho.com and learned it was available, so I bought it. When I bought this little motorcycle, it reminded me of a little tank, and so I asked Max if I could borrow the name Midnight Who for my little motorcycle, and he graciously agreed.

So, that's where the name comes from. I hope at some point Max can use his fertile imagination and tell me more about The Midnight Who. In the meantime, I have borrowed the name for my little tank of a motorcycle.

A very Happy Birthday to my favorite grandson. If you see him before I do, tell him his Grandpa and The Midnight Who say hi.

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  1. custom writing service reviewsSeptember 6, 2017 at 3:58 AM

    Your grand child is so adorable and a very happy birthday to him. Grand children are so precious and I have seen people loving their grandchildren more than their own children.

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