Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer With Santa Novels & Stories

"You know how old I am! I'm three and a half!" "Has Santa ever not come?" he asked again. "No." "There is one thing you have to do," I said. "What?" "You must go to sleep." "It's the rule," Nox added with a wink. "No," she declared with all her daddy's finality. "Grandpa said I could stay up with him and watch for Rudolph. Santa needs his nose in the snow." Nox's shoulders straightened. "Grandpa said that, did he?" "Yep." Auburn curls bounced as Angi's little head bobbed.

"You know how old I am! I'm three and a half!" "Has Santa ever not come?" he asked again. "No." "There is one thing you have to do," I said. "What?" "You must go to sleep." "It's the rule," Nox added with a wink. "No," she declared with all her daddy's finality. "Grandpa said I could stay up with him and watch for Rudolph. Santa needs his nose in the snow." Nox's shoulders straightened. "Grandpa said that, did he?" "Yep." Auburn curls bounced as Angi's little head bobbed.

One by one they were lined up on the living room table. "Like it?" We looked at Wright with a wide smile as he sat on the one-sitter sofa. What the heck! "Daddy! You bought it all?" Reid ran over to Wright. He climbed into his father's lap. Wright stood up while carrying Reid. "Uhm, no? Some guy wearing red attire brought it all for you. "It's Santa!" Reid said happily. "But it's not Christmas yet. Don't fool me. You bought that." Wright chuckled. "Guilty as charged."

"You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen. Comet and Cupid, Dasher and... Vixen. But do you recall the most famous reindeer of all?" "Babygirl... what has gotten over you?" I asked, surprised at her sudden change in behavior. "What in the world are you drinking?" "Nothing," she giggled and continued singing and dancing. "Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose, and if you ever saw it you would even say it glows." I grabbed the cup from her hand and took a sniff. "Baby... is that... what is that, eggnog?" I asked sternly.

Santa Claus answers gently, “but there are some things even Santa can’t do.” “Nuh-uh.” Ryder insisted. “You can get around the whole world in one night, you have flying reindeer - you’re magic! You can do anything!” “Love is a different kind of magic, dear ones.” He replies. “I’m very sorry. But there must be something else you want for Christmas?”

The drill turns out to be easier to find than the key, and I take a box of various-sized bits just in case. She answers the door, still in her bobble hat and a bright red Christmas jumper that had been hidden behind the fence. Rudolph with a tangle of fairy lights around his antlers, and an enormous red pom-pom for his nose. It’s so utterly ridiculous, I can’t help but smile. “You look festive,” I say. She looks down. “Do you like it? It’s a family tradition that stuck. It comes out every year.” “It’s lovely. Very subtle.”

He then stated holding his hands up in surrender. I turned my attention back to the rest of the group and began explaining how to play. The game was relatively simple. You chose a person to be Rudolph and sent them out of the room. Then, the remaining people in the group would choose a Santa Claus. Once that person was chosen, Rudolph would come back in and try to find Santa. While they searched, Santa would wink at the others. If you were winked at, you said, “Ho, ho, ho.” This continued until Santa was found.

Groups on foot included dance troupes, Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, gymnasts and martial artists. The finale of the parade was worth the wait. The University of Tennessee's huge marching band led the way, playing "Here Comes Santa Claus." So loud! I think the buildings shook. The band was followed by Santa's sleigh pulled by nine men in reindeer costumes. The "Rudolf" reindeer in front had a light-up red nose. Santa rode in the sleigh and yelled, "Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!" Kids scrambled for the candy he threw to the crowd.

It’s the only thing that can light me up more than the thought of a nine-hour surgery or the smile of a patient after waking up from one I’ve successfully performed. There aren’t too many people at the park. Probably most of them are wrapped up in their own Thanksgiving celebrations. There’s a man suited up as Santa, though, giving out candy canes to children, and some men and women dressed up as elves handing bags of food to some homeless people. There’s also someone selling chestnuts and a group of carolers in red and gold singing on a platform.

Rudolf exclaims, smiling. "Say hello to your dear Daddy and give him space among you as you listen to our bedtime stories," Rhoda instructed her children excitedly. As Rudolf approached the bed, he kneeled down on the floor with a red-brown spotted yellow carpet and wrapped his arms around all of his children as tightly as he could. He extended his arms towards Rhoda but his arms were still too short to touch her.