• As my mom and dad kiss me goodnight I ask when Santa will come down the beaten down fireplace that has been put in ever since we moved in.

    My mom says at the tip of midnight and turns on my butterfly night light and shuts the door so softly not even a soul could be herd.

    Before I go to bed I race down the stairs and go into the kitchen grab my 3 inch pink baby stool. I climb up on the counter and pull out one of our very best Christmas plates and set it down.

    I climb down and put away my baby stool and walk over to the oven. I open the lid to the oven and pull out the pan with 20 sugar Christmas cookies with green and red sprinkles on top!Yum me and my mom would say after baking them.

    I put 3 green cookies on his plate and pour him a cup of cold milk I also put 9 fresh apples on his place for all his reindeers!

    I carry the plate to the little table right next to the Christmas tree. The lights blind my eyes so I look away.

    Then my mom and dad come racing in like a cop was chasing after them. After they see its only me they take deep breaths.

    They take me up stairs and tuck me in. As my mom close the door mom leaves a little light come through.

    Then I look out the window and see that it was snowing and like that I was asleep like a snap.

    Suddenly I wake up. I sit on my bad thinking I had a bad dream but not now that I did. Then suddenly I hear hooves on the top of my roof.

    I run down stairs knowing it’s Santa! Before I go down to the last step were I skip by jumping over it I think about something. What if Santa spots me and leaves back up the fireplace not giving me all me gifts??

    So I just go back to me room and hope on my bed and think about that thought and just go back to bed.