For Those Of You With 4 To 6 Year Old Kids Or Grandchildren.
Just select all and copy into Word.
Use Select F and type Coco into the popup box and then hit the replace button and type in your chosen name.....then replace all on the lower line and you have substituted in your beloved's name. You can sub out Daddy like this if you wish,
I wrote this for mine when they were much younger to explain what happens to Christmas Trees after the festivities - when they are out there on the street, cold and lonely. Coco is a friend's daughter.....
Coco’s Christmas Story
It was that time after Christmas when Mummy and Daddy take down all the decorations.
The cuddly Santas and animals are packed away for their long sleep, the “Happy” cards are taken down, the Christmas candles, cups and plates and tablecloths are put into the back of the cupboard.
My home will look so empty.
The worst moment is when Daddy takes the Christmas tree out of the house.
I laugh when he gets cross at all the small, green, pine needles that fall off.
Daddy has to clean up them up for Mummy or she will get mad at him.
I am so sad when I go around my neighbours and friends and see all the Christmas trees, that the boys and girls enjoyed so much, lying there by the road.
However, I now know what happens to the trees. And it is very special.
One day after Christmas, Daddy saw that I was sad.
He asked me “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
So, I told him all about the tree lying out there in the cold and so unhappy after being in our warm house.
Our tree was beautifully decorated and with presents underneath and now it was out there near the lane, forgotten and miserable.
“Darling, the tree has not been forgotten. Santa knows that it is there and, if you like, I will tell you what happens.”
I replied, “Yes please!”
And this is what Daddy told me.
“Santa waits until all the trees are out of the boys and girls houses and then one night, he will harness up the reindeer and a special large sleigh.
Once more, he comes to our street in the middle of the night when everybody is fast asleep so there is no fuss.
He parks his sled up in the middle of the road.
Quietly, and as quiet as a mouse, Santa and two elves, get out of the large sleigh and pick up the nearest tree and put it on the back of the sleigh – and then the next one and the next one.
If there are a lot of trees to pick up, Santa may use some of his special magic to move the trees nearer to the sleigh so as to make the job quicker and quieter.
There are lots and lots of trees to load.
He may have to come back another night to get the trees from other streets and this is why I still see trees near my house after mine has gone.
Up, up and away Santa and his elves go on the sleigh laden down with my tree and all the others.
Across the villages, the towns, the snow-covered countryside, the reindeers pull the sleigh at fast speed.