"'It was the
day before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not
even a....' We have heard this a million times! Why don't we go with something
a little different?" asked the blue Uni, Leandra jumping irritably from the Queen
size bed to the huge stone bookcase leaning precariously sideways because of the
masses of books piled high on the shelves.
"But we always read that story!" piped up the
young Zafara, Lysander also leaving the bed and running towards the searching
"It's tradition!" exclaimed the small Lupe,
Sage jumping up and down on the squishy bed along with his twin brother Chase.
Lysander readily agreed with the twin boys and
to prove their point he swiftly grabbed the thin book from the hooves of Leandra.
"If you won't read it, I will. There's nothing like a traditional story the
night before Christmas."
"But it's so old! We've heard it so many times
and we know exactly what is going to happen in the story." Replied Leandra wearily
following the retreating Zafara who was clutching the small book protectively
to his chest.
Lysander nimbly jumped atop the bed and gently
nudged the two twin Lupes towards him so they would be near him to see the pictures
in the book. The twins eagerly jumped into each of his arms and snuggled close
against him, waiting for the familiar story to issue forth from his lips. They
loved the story and both thought it just wouldn't be Christmas without it. Lysander
flicked to the first page and began where Leandra left off using different types
of voices and dialects in the story so it would be more enjoyable for the young
boys. Leandra sighing in defeat climbed to the foot of the bed, and laid down
belly first listening to the story as it took shape in her mind's eye.
When the story was finished and the twins were
fast asleep in Lysander's arms Leandra smiled lopsidedly and softly asked, "You've
heard that story your entire life so why wouldn't you want something different
"I like familiar things. The story is a tradition
and it's not only that, but that story is the twin's favorite and they haven't
heard it for their entire life need I remind you. I'm doing it for them. After
all what would Christmas, or for this case Christmas Eve be without doing something
good for someone else? I love them and I love doing things for them that they
love. I don't care if I've heard it over a million times, but every time it's
read to the twins I can tell by the twinkle in their eyes and their hushed voices
that it's new each and every time for them. That's why I read it." He finished
gently kissing the twins atop their red heads.
Leandra sighed and then very quietly crawled
over to Lysander and said with admiration, "I'm so proud of you. You're exactly
right. It's hard to believe I didn't see that, but I'm so happy you did. Thank
The Zafara grinned ear to ear and then looked
at the clock hanging on the wall beside the bed, "You're welcome and Merry Christmas."
The Uni looked at the clock in slight puzzlement
and found it to be twelve thirteen. She grinned and looking back to Lysander
replied, "Merry Christmas to you too."
When the Zafara awoke, he could smell the enticing
aroma of ham cooking and could see out of the corner of his eye that the Christmas
tree was filled to the top with presents wrapped in paper of all colors. He
grinned and noticing the twins were up, he got up himself to inspect the tree
and its contents. He could see dozens of presents for himself and couldn't wait
to open them, but most of all he couldn't wait to see the twin's faces when
they opened their own presents.
Lysander hearing a soft pattering looked around
until he found the source of the noise; it was snowing. He made his way across
the bedroom floor and childishly pressed his face against the frosted window
pane. Lysander looked out to find the word transformed over night into a white
haven. Ice crystals shimmered on the edge of the house and dangled off of the
trees issuing forth a radiance of pure beauty. The snow that was falling from
the baby-blue was in the form of large clumps, but they were falling slowly;
almost lazily to the ground.
With a shout of glee Lysander, forgetting the
presents underneath the tree went to the nearest closet and grabbed out a parka,
a scarf, and a pair of gloves. He put them all on after he had dressed himself
in warm clothes so he would not catch cold, "Sage, Chase wanna come outside
and have a snowball fight!"
The answering footsteps coming down the hall
from the kitchen told him that they would, very much indeed. He smiled kindly
as they greeted him with merry Christmas's and pulled on their coats. "Alright
you two. You go on out there, I'll be just a minute."
They giggled like conspires to themselves and
literally hopped to the door in a frenzy. Lysander turned away from the front
door and made his way to the kitchen where he found Leandra busily cooking ham,
turkey, and all sorts of other tasty foods. "Planning on feeding an army?"
She smiled at him and wiped her hooves on the
apron hanging lopsidedly from her neck, "Maybe, but with you three to feed there
won't be enough for an army, let alone for one more person."
Lysander winked, "You know you're probably right
about that. The twins and I are going to have a snowball fight, if you wanna
join you can."
Leandra laughed, but hearing the timer of the
stove she quickly turned around and opened the over door to bring out the steaming
rolls. "I don't think I'll have time. Be back in one hour so we can open presents
and then eat, alright?"
Lysander nodded and ran out the kitchen to the
front door intending to spend every minute of the hour having a blast. Before
going outside though he looked through the glass window to see both the twins
waiting on both sides of the door with snowballs in hand. He chuckled to himself
as he sneakily walked to the back door and looking both ways walked out. He
grabbed snow off the white ground and tightly packed it into a snowball and
repeated the process until he had two large snowballs ready for launching. Lysander
crept to the edge of the front part of the house and with a shout ran towards
the twins letting loose the snowballs. They hit both twins smack in the face,
but before he could get away they had pelted theirs at him hitting him in the
back and his tail.
An hour later the three traipsed into the house
dripping wet, cheeks aglow both with the cold and the exertion they put forth
in their war of wits and snow. After they had gotten warm clothes on they made
their way to the Christmas tree and sat as close as possible next to the tree.
After a couple of minutes Leandra walked in and sat herself down by Lysander,
"Well, what are you waiting for? Dig in!"
"A paint set!"
"A sail boat!"
"A green Quiggle plushie!"
And so on.....
When all of the presents were open and the wrapping
paper strewn everywhere, including on the tree, Leandra brought forth a small
thin present wrapped in shiny blue wrapping paper. "I wanted to save this for
last. I bought it this morning for all three of you because I know you would
Sage grabbed the present and eagerly tore open
the wrapping paper to find three small thin books all titled The Night Before
Christmas. "We already have this book."
Leandra smiled showing pearly white teeth, "I
know. I decided since all of you love the book so much I would buy you each
your own copy so you can read it any time you want and keep it in your room.
If you guys don't mind, I would like to keep the old one."
"Alright. Thank you, Leandra!" exclaimed Sage
passing out the other two books.
Lysander knowingly glanced to Leandra to see
her watching the twins with love as they flipped excitedly through the pages.
Lysander crawled over to Leandra and whispered, "I'm proud of you. See you didn't
need me to make them happy. The gift of happiness was there the entire time."
"I suppose so, but because of you I realized
that it's not just good enough giving them something they would probably like.
You should give them something you know they would love and would treasure for
years. And I think next year I'll read the story, because after all what is
Christmas without tradition and, above all, love?"