Susan yawns, fingers reaching into the darkness of night --- time for a drink of water. She leans from her bunk bed and pretends to be a Fire Lady. After all, girls can be firemen too, right?
Leaving comfy covers her warm feet climb one at a time down the cold wooden ladder. Now she is in Brr! Country. So careful she is, not to step on brother’s sleeping face. If he wakes up and screams, the drink of water Susan hopes to get will be just a wish.
Like a mouse she squeaks her way across the old floor. Susan tip-toes past her sister’s room and to her destination down the hall. She opens the door and almost pops her eyes. A reindeer is licking drops of water from her sink!
Who let him in? Did mommy? Does Daddy know?
The animal looks sort of funny when it gives what surely must be a grin. Then he shakes his head, along with his wee chin.
Antlers shake in a friendly dance, and clapping hooves cause quite a noise as he spoke. “Finally, someone is here to give me a nice soapy bath, hooray.”
Susan looked around. Since there was no one else, it must be true.
She began to scrub and wash then wash and scrub. All the way down to his hooves as water splashed and tumbled almost like Niagara Falls over the tiny sink. She hurried to complete this chore, to give a helping hand for a reindeer from the wild outdoors.
How did he get here? How? she wondered over and under again. She wiped his antlers dry, right to his very cute nose. Finally finished she gave a soapy wave then sat down.
“Before I leave, let’s dance,” said the reindeer to the little girl with mussed-up hair. They skidded and clattered and thudded across the slippery bathroom floor --- down the hall and back again.
No one came to see what the thumping was all about. Everyone must have been asleep in wonderful dreams this night.
The party was such fun. A parade of toys and stuffed animals soon arrived from Susan’s room. Toy drums sounded, whistles blew and bear’s furry bear feet swept across the wooden floor.
Suddenly, all that work and fun came to an end. It was the reindeer’s turn to tip-toe across the hall, down the stairs, and through the front door.
Bur first, he lifted one hoof to his very cute nose. “Sssh,” he seemed to say. Ten Susan zigzagged back and up the stairs to her waiting room.
“Where is Susan?” Mommy and daddy asked in the morning. “She’s usually first to the Christmas tree.
Now where can that girl be?” They wondered, scratching at heads. “It’s time to climb those steps and see,” they said.
They followed a trail of water coming down the stairs; saw the messy sink full of mud
and the floor a dirty brown. “Mud??” They asked together.
One more trail of water led them to their little girl’s room. “Sssh,” Her brother whispered, and pointed to Susan curled like a candy cane in her bed.
Everyone wondered why she needed sleep at this time of time.
Now dear readers and listeners too, when Susan comes awake, will she remember along with you? Or will she think it was just a silly dream?
About one Christmas night and a reindeer in her sink!
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