Chris did not want to go to sleep. We waited until everyone was asleep and then snuck back downstairs to watch out for Santa. He waited patiently until he heard the jingle jangle of sleigh bells and the sound of impatient reindeer hooves clacking on the roof. He peeked out from behind the chair he was sitting behind just in time to see a fat jolly man all dressed in red slide down the chimney. The man quickly began putting presents underneath the tree. When he was done he snacked on the cookies and milk Chris had set out for him.
While Santa's back was turned Chris had an idea! He slowly crawled to Santa's sack and got into it. When Santa was done eating he grabbed his bag and up they flew through the chimney! "OOF!" Chris was thrown into the backseat as Santa climbed up front. All he could see was the floor. He heard the reindeer's names called out and the sleigh started to move! Chris shifted in the bag, he was surprised that it was empty except for him. Slowly he poked his head out of the bag. "ACHOOOooo!" Straw poked at his nose causing him to sneeze. Santa turned around. He had a twinkle in his eye. "A stow away!" He exclaimed. "Why don't you come join me up front?"
Chris quickly scrambled over the seat and gazed in awe at the sight in front of him. He could see his whole town beneath them twinkling with all the Christmas lights. Snow was falling, quietly covering up any imperfections there might have been. The town slept untouched by any trouble.
"Santa, how do you deliver all the presents in one night?" Chris asked.
"Well son, I just slow time down!" Santa laughed as he showed Chris a watch on his wrist. "My elves made this for me one year. It had been a very close year, we delivered the last present in the nick of time!" His eyes twinkled as he winked at Chris. "Would you like to help me deliver the last of the presents?" "Can I?" "Yes, but in return I want you to tell me why you stowed away in my bag!" "Oh..." Chris sat quietly for a second contemplating on how he could explain to Santa how he felt. "My mom just had another baby and she no longer pays attention to me. I think that she forgot all about me." Chris told Santa as he tried not to cry.
BUMP! They landed on top of a house. "I am sorry to hear that little guy, how about we deliver some presents and talk more about this in a little bit? Here, you can carry my sack!" Santa handed the bag to Chris, who almost fell over with the weight! He was surprised since he was sure it had been empty when he crawled out of it. Santa saw his surprise and laughed. "The presents only appear when we get to the house! My elves use a transportation device, they track me and when I get to a house they send me the presents! We are actually going to have to transport into this house, as you can see it has no chimney!" Chris looked around and realized that Santa was right! There was no chimney to slide down. Suddenly Santa grabbed his hand and before he could even blink he was inside the house. "WOW, That was awesome!" Chris exclaimed, before realizing he had to be quiet if he didn't want to wake anyone up. Quickly he helped Santa set out the presents. Santa even shared his cookies and milk with him.
"Why do you think your mom has forgotten about you?" Santa asked once they were settled comfortably in the sled again.
"She is always too busy to listen to me! Every time I try to show her something I made, or tell her something I learned she says 'uh huh' and shoos me away." Chris started to cry.
"That doesn't mean that she doesn't love you! How old are you right now?" "Ten." "Well your mom probably thinks that you are old enough to take care of yourself while she focuses on the baby, she probably doesn't even realize how you feel about it. Babies are a handful. Maybe you can offer to help your mom out with the baby and talk to her then." Santa smiled at Chris. They talked all night long as they flew through the skies. Santa showed Chris some of the major landmarks on earth, such as the Statue of Liberty, the Eiffel Tower and Stonehenge. When they were done delivering everything Santa took Chris to the North Pole to help take care of the reindeer. When they were done Mrs. Claus gave him a snack and tucked him into bed.
Chris woke up in his own bed the next morning. He thought that maybe he had dreamed the whole thing! But beside his pillow was an envelope. Inside was a letter from Santa: Dear Chris,
Remember what he talked about last night! What can you do to help your mom? The best gift you can give someone is your love.
Nicholas Claus (Santa)
Chris raced downstairs to discover that his mom was still in bed. He went and checked on his baby sister before finding his moms slippers and bringing them in to her. "Merry Christmas mom!" He ran at her as she sleepily sat up and gave her a big hug.
"Merry Christmas my darling son," his mom replied as she hugged him tight. Chris was enjoying this moment with his mom so much, but then the baby started to cry. "I can get her mom!" He yelled as he ran out the door. "You can go get your coffee first." This soon became the routine. Chris would bring his mom her slippers and talk to her before the baby woke up. At the first sound of a cry Chris would bolt out the door to go get her, and meet his mom in the kitchen.
The next Christmas Santa found a letter by the cookies. Chris thanked him for his advice and told him how much his mom enjoyed him helping her out with the baby. Santa laughed and his belly shook like a bowl full of jelly. "Merry Christmas, and to all a good night!"