Yes, Elizabeth, There is a Santa Claus

So, the story goes...

There once was a young girl named Elizabeth who dreamed all her long life of celebrating Christmas in the traditional way. She longed to enjoy the sounds of Mommy baking cookies in the kitchen. Her dreams were shattered one cold winter morning when snowflakes filled up the skies and covered the mountains and she realized that Mommy was at work. She stared out into the white morning and wished upon a snowflake that Mommy would get home in time to bake cookies. It was Christmas Eve and all the day long, Elizabeth walked back to the window, closed her pretty blue eyes and wished on the snow flake, just one more time.

As the day drifted on, Elizabeth played with her baby, she watched a movie. She even danced to the tunes of Christmas Carols played over the radio. In fact, at one point during the day, she stopped having fun just long enough to remember that she hadn't written her letter to Santa. But, she had everything she wanted, if Mommy could just get home in time to bake those Christmas Cookies with her. Elizabeth stopped by the computer for a moment and looked at the keyboard. She knew she sent Gramma messages on the computer sometimes. Sometimes Gramma sent back pictures for Elizabeth to see.

But, that was always when she sat on Mommy's lap. She didn't even know how to turn on the computer. She sat in the chair for a moment and stared at the screen. Nothing happened. Elizabeth climbed down off her chair and ran to the bedroom window. She could stand on her toy box and look out past the trees to the road beyond, high into the sky, and up clear to the mountains west of her home.

"If I shout real loud, I bet Santa will hear me," she whispered to her baby. "I'm going to try it."

She pushed open the window and let the cold air come rushing into her apartment. Then she took a deep breath of the cold winter air and with every thing inside of her, she screamed out, "Santa Claus, all I want for Christmas is for you to bring my Mommy home."

Elizabeth closed the window and stared at the trees. She stared at the road. She stared at the sky. She stared at the mountains looming high on the western horizon. She put her baby in the cradle, covered her up and went back to the living room to wait for Mommy.

She danced to the tune of Jingle Bells, and listened for sleigh bells. She watched her favorite Christmas movie, and listened for sleigh bells. She watched the lights blinking on the tree, and she listened for sleigh bells. Snow flakes kept falling and the after noon faded away.

She fixed herself a sandwich and settled down with her blanket to watch another movie and wait. The skies outside grew dim. Lights twinkled on all over the city and she listened for sleigh bells to ring. Elizabeth struggled to keep her eyes open, but slowly they drifted closed and she slept for a while.

Then, outside she heard reindeer hooves, sleigh bells ringing, and the sound of Santa's "Ho, Ho, Ho" and she opened her eyes. Right there in front of her with a big platter of Christmas cookies, Mommy stood before the fire place.

"Mommy!" Elizabeth cried.

"I made it home, just in time to make Santa's cookies," Mommy gave her a giant hug and squeezed her tight. "I missed you, Baby Girl!" Mommy exclaimed as she set the cookies on the table and picked her up to swing her wide in her arms.

"Mommy, you're home to be here when Santa arrives." Elizabeth chattered on about her day and how she'd opened the window and exclaimed as loud as she could to tell Santa what she wanted for Christmas.

"So, little miracle worker, what is it you want for Christmas?" Mommy asked Elizabeth standing there in the light of a full moon glistening off the snow.

"I told Santa, I just wanted you home in time to make Santa's cookies." Elizabeth announced delightedly.

"And here I am," Mommy smiled.

The room began to sparkle and glow, a little at a time and then a whole lot as the Merry old Elf appeared with his pack. "Your mommy is home, where she belongs Elizabeth. And now, I have something very special for you and your mommy." He pulled open his pack and brought out a pair of matching boxes, one small Elizabeth sized box and one bigger Mommy sized box tied up with bright red ribbon.

Elizabeth pulled the ribbon free and opened her box to find a pretty white apron. Inside Mommy's box was another pretty white apron - mommy sized of course.

"Wow! Mommy, look at what I got!"

"Elizabeth, that is so you and Mommy can make cookies any time of year. Just put on your aprons together and you'll always have enough makings for cookies, and milk to drink with them." Santa Claus smiled back at her and with a nod and a wink he rose up the chimney and disappeared.

As he drove out of sight, she heard him exclaim. "Yes Elizabeth, there is a Santa Claus and he wishes you a very happy Christmas and a wonderful New Year."