The morning of Christmas it was as quiet as it can be just hearing the fire crackling waiting for the next log to be thrown on. The family is asleep, but what is that sound on the roof, CLICK CLICK CLICK? The little girl was startled but came quickly to excitement as she knew it was Old Saint Nick. With a holly jolly HO HO HO, and the little crumbles of cookie she hears under the bright shinning Christmas tree! That bag opening and knowing she will be getting that brand new doll. She had sent that letter all the way up to the big North Pole. Quickly closing her eyes, grinning from ear to ear, knowing that waking up will be the best Christmas she has ever had.