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Chapter 18: Listening for Santa Claus.

By Amy Ella Blanchard

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A collection of short, illustrated verses that portray infants and toddlers in familiar domestic scenes—play, naps, mealtimes, mischief, outings, and simple fantasies. Each poem uses rhythmic, child-friendly language to celebrate sensory details, family relationships, and small adventures, often observing twins, siblings, neighborhood babies, and everyday mishaps like jam on the face or rainy-day confinement. The volume reads like a series of affectionate snapshots aimed at entertaining and soothing young readers and caregivers.

Listening for Santa Claus.

Something is up the chimney,

Scratching and making a noise,

Carl thinks it’s Santa Claus coming,

To bring him some nice new toys.

He wrote a letter this morning,

Then went to the fire-place

And poked it up the chimney

With smiles on his little face.

“Santa Claus come,” he whispered.

“Here is a letter for you,”

“I want a nice new waggon,

So bad, don’t know what to do.”

“Santa Claus, I’m a good boy,

I don’t cry all the day,

I want to see your reindeers,

And your great, big, buful sleigh.”

“Is that you up the chimney

Scratching that funny way?

Did you come for my letter?

Please Mr. Santa Claus say.”

Santa Claus didn’t answer,

But Carl believes he heard

And will bring him all he asked for

Because he sent him word.