The Koenraad Kronicles!! Christmas Eve Night – Santa’s Helpers are we!
THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS!!!! WHOA!
Are you excited!! Once again we are all so full of anticipation!!! Dad told us to get ready as Santa Claus has asked for our help again!! Dad is helping us get ready and he shared the very special story today Christmas and that he wants to me to share with all of you.
The curley qs aka piggles will more than likely sleep through the whole night too – AGAIN so there is that. They have a fondness for the 40 winks it seems! I mean like how can the curley qs sleep through Christmas Eve!! I suppose they’re dreaming of treats and mud rolling….
Santa has loaded up his sleigh with apples and carrots – well probably more apples! That’s ok by us because we love TREATS!! Peaches and Santa Claus are very best friends and she told Santa that we wanted to be part of the big night too. Thanks Peaches for the high hoof recommendation…… And Mom was in agreement so we are all set for the big night! Thanks Mom and Peaches!!
Our official duties once again will be to help Santa Claus drive that sleigh to all the pastures and barns to horses far and wide! They each get presents too just like all the humans and it seems that Rudolph and his reindeer pals have a big sleigh too so we’ll be helping out.
Dad told me this is how it is all going to work later tonight for him and all of us so sleep tight and so you can all be ready for the big day of Christmas tomorrow!
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the barn,
Not a curley q was stirring, and not even with yarn;
The stockings and bridles were hung in the tack room with care,
In hopes that Santa Claus soon would be there;
The ponies were nestled all snug in their stalls,
While dreaming of Moneighs to appear on their walls,
And Robin in her bling shirt, and I in my sweatshirt,
Had just finished the day’s lessons and sweeping all the horse dirt
When out in the riding ring there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the hayloft to see what was the matter.
Away to the riding ring I flew not to wait,
Tore open the chain, and threw up the gate.
The moonlight on the footings showed the new fallen snow,
Gave me memories of Madison’s very first show;
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, with Peaches grinning from ear to ear,
With a sweet little driver, so squishy and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than Thoroughbreds his horses they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
“Now! Koenraad, now! Junior, now! Dixie, and Smarty,
“On! Bonita, on! Carmen, on! Jazzy and Charlie;
“To the top of the Indoor! to the top of the wall!
“Now walk away! trot away! canter away all!”
As corn husks from our fields before the wild winds fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, they will gallop to the sky;
So up to the barn-top these horses they flew,
With the cart full of carrots – and Santa Claus too:
And then in a twinkling, I heard on the top
The dancing and prancing of each little clippity clop clop.
As I peered inside, and was whirling around,
He slid down the roof with a big loud poof:
He was dressed all in red, from his Santa Hat to his feets,
And looked exactly like my western friend Meets;
A bundle of apples was flung on his back,
And resembled a groom holding his tack:
His eyes – were so sparkly! his face very jolly,
His cheeks gleamed soft as velvet, and his nose red like holly;
His cute little mouth was curled up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was so white I thought it would glow;
The stump of a carrot he held tight like a bit,
And the greens from the tassel made him look just only slightly fit.
He had a big big face, and a wide round belly
That jiggled when he laugh’d, from many trips to the deli:
He was squishy and plumpy, a smart jolly elf,
And I laughed when I thought of him up on a shelf;
With a wink of his lashes and with a twist of his sash
He reminded me of our dear old Santa at our Open House bash.
Not one word was spoken as he reached into his bag,
And filled all the ponies’ stockings; and not one gift had a tag,
And with light of his hands as he held on to their reins
Up the indoor they rose with their compass toward the plains.
He sat in his sleigh, and to his team gave a bellow,
And away they all galloped, this team and this fellow:
But I heard him exclaim, as he flew out of sight
Merry Christmas to all!!!
And, and to all to a good night!
And maybe, just maybe a little snow will fall tonight!!
Credit and Resource for our adaptation:
Story originally written in 1823 by Clement Clarke Moore and shared in story form and poem form ” A Visit from Saint Nicholas”
Source: The Random House Book of Poetry for Children (Random House Inc., 1983)
Merry Christmas from Mom and Carmen and everyone here at Walder’s Way Equestrian Center! May you and yours have a most wonderful holiday season and thank you for your support all year-long! We look forward to another great year in 2019!
Photo: Madison and her horse Carmen
Courtesy of Madison Walder and Dirt Road Player Photography