Santa's Reindeer Hay (PagePerfect NOOK Book)

It come about principally by two very young boys asking their mother if I were Santa Clause, my driving by them on a tractor towing three wagon loads hay, and what was I doing. âMaking hay.â was likely her remark not to dash their imaginations. Before and followed many hunkered down conversations with a many little people with such opening lines such as, âI know who you are!â or âLook Mommy, Santa Clause.â These encounters more than I can number: grocery drug stores, physician offices, department stores. Stooped in conversation, I spoke of, âYou mind your Mother?â or âYou donât play near the road.â and âYou brush your teeth before you go to bed.â And, standing I let myself a wink in for their pretty mothers direction.