Santa - Bedtime Story

My old friend Santa visits The Honeybee Neighborhood! Join me, Mr. Honeybee, and Melodybee as we help Santa get his sleigh ready for the big day!! Wishing you a verrry Happy Holidays my little honeybee - Love, Mrs. Honeybee

Transcript

Bedtime with Mrs.

Honeybee Today,

In the Honeybee neighborhood,

We will be getting a visit from our old friend,

Santa.

Santa,

If you're listening,

She meant long time friend,

Not old.

I just want to clarify.

Santa knows what I meant,

My dear.

At least I hope so.

Is Santa listening?

Santa,

If you can hear me,

Please know I am your biggest fan.

The whole world in one night?

That's some seriously efficient buzzing.

You know how he does it,

Right,

Melodybee?

Magic?

Kinda.

Long ago,

Since Santa is a long time friend,

Not an old one,

Mr.

Honeybee developed a GPS software for him that tracks weather patterns to find the quickest route for his worldwide journey.

GPS.

Go Path Santa.

It's a proprietary system.

He uses it every year.

We watch him travel on the tracker,

Right here.

So,

That little red dot is Santa flying his sleigh?

Yep,

It's Christmas Eve.

He just took off from the North Pole.

Ho,

Ho,

Ho,

Ho,

Merry Christmas!

All you have to do is close your eyes,

Get cozy,

And listen to the sound of my voice.

Mrs.

Honeybee will be your guide.

Let's begin.

You are here,

Walking the last few steps up to our door to knock on Christmas Eve.

It's chilly outside.

Your breath forms into little clouds with each exhale.

Bundle yourself into your coat to warm up and reach up to knock again.

Harold hears you this time,

So you know we're on our way.

Take a slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel the cool air streaming in through your nose as your chest expands.

Then,

Slowly,

Breathe all the way out through your mouth as Melodybee and I answer the door.

Hello,

My little Honeybee.

Come in,

Come in.

It's freezing out there.

We're tracking Santa Claus on this fancy doodad thingamabob that Mr.

Honeybee has.

Come on!

He's heading to Australia next.

Melodybee takes your hand to lead you to the kitchen table where Mr.

Honeybee set up a makeshift command center with multiple screens.

He's sitting in front of them focused on a bright red dot that flashes as it moves across the black screen with white grid lines and a green root.

My little Honeybee,

That's Santa.

The real-life Santa Claus.

You sit down in your chair at the table and study the little red dot.

Our house is warm and cozy,

So you slowly peel the layers of jackets,

Your scarf,

Hat,

And mittens off as I bring you hot cocoa in your very own Christmas mug that has your name on it.

You take a big sip and watch as the red dot follows the green,

Winding line without deviation.

Harold jumps up in your lap to see two.

Beside you both,

Mr.

Honeybee sits back looking proud at how he's been able to help Santa with his GPS software.

After another few sips,

Your first mug of hot cocoa is through.

You hold it up for Melody Bee to refill since you don't want a disturbed Harold who has curled up and fallen asleep in your lap.

You pet the top of his head and fluffy ears as he sleeps.

Suddenly,

Mr.

Honeybee bolts up from his chair in a panic.

He points at the screen and you look to see that the red dot has now greatly deviated from the green path.

It's going in what seems like the exact opposite direction.

Something's wrong.

Something has to be wrong.

Santa is heading right for heavy snow.

He could have easily avoided this.

What could be wrong?

My dear,

I'm sure he knows what he's doing.

He's Santa.

Of course he does.

I'm sure he's okay,

Mr.

Honeybee.

There's probably a perfectly reasonable explanation for this.

Maybe he needed to make a quick stop somewhere that he forgot to list.

We went over the list in detail for just this reason.

Ugh,

I hope he's okay.

You have his phone number,

Right?

Maybe you can call him.

That's for emergencies.

You seem worried that this may be an emergency.

Maybe it'd be a good idea to call him,

My dear.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep,

Beep,

Beep.

Before Santa Claus can pick up his ringing phone,

We all hear a knock at the door.

You look back at the red dot,

Which hasn't moved since you last saw it,

And continues to stay in the same spot.

It's staying put,

Which clearly means something to Mr.

Honeybee.

Puzzled,

He looks at the door,

Then looks back at the dot,

And his face lights up.

When you hear another knock at the door,

All of us rush to answer it.

Santa himself is standing in front of you at our door.

Ho,

Ho,

Ho,

Ho,

Ho,

It's Santa here!

Mr.

Claus,

I am such a big fan of your work.

Santa,

It's so nice to see you.

To what do we owe this visit?

Is the sleigh okay?

How about the Go-Path GPS?

You look just past Santa Claus to see his sleigh parked in the driveway.

Rudolph and the rest of the eight reindeer sniff the cold winter air,

Waiting for Santa to return.

At the door,

Santa quickly explains that he has come to refuel.

Before hearing another word,

Mr.

Honeybee zips out to his garage,

Thinking Santa's sleigh is in need.

We watch Mr.

Honeybee scurry away,

With Melody Bee closely behind,

Hoping to help her idol in any way she can.

Don't worry,

Santa.

We'll have you fueled up and ready to fly around the globe in no time.

Mr.

Honeybee,

Where does Santa keep his wings?

How does he fly like that?

No time,

Melody Bee.

Help me get supplies.

Still at the door,

You and I welcome Santa in the house.

I know exactly what Santa Claus meant.

He walks big,

Lumbering steps into the house,

And doesn't get very far before the sweet smell of homemade snickerdoodle cookies gets his attention.

Walking into the kitchen with Santa Claus,

Take a slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel your spirits and your chest lift with Christmas cheer.

Then,

Slowly,

Breathe all the way out through your mouth,

As he hands you a little Christmas Eve gift,

Perfectly wrapped with a bow.

You set it aside for the moment,

Because it's time for us to make another batch of snickerdoodle cookies.

That's just the fuel Santa needs for his big night.

The aroma of freshly baked cookies wafts into the garage and brings Mr.

Honeybee and Melody Bee back into the house.

After seeing that his sleigh wasn't in need of fuel or charging,

Mr.

Honeybee scarfs down a couple cookies as he wonders what brought Santa here to the Honeybee neighborhood.

Santa,

I cannot figure out why you stopped to refuel.

This is the hybrid sleigh,

And the fuel tank is only a backup in case of emergency.

It's full and ready to go.

I double-check the hardware and the circuit board in the engine.

Everything looks to be in working order,

Fully charged.

Mr.

Honeybee?

I don't think he meant that type of refueling.

You and I giggle as Mr.

Honeybee finally notices Santa sitting at the table,

Enjoying a plate full of snickerdoodle cookies so much that he can hardly hear Mr.

Honeybee's assessments.

It all makes sense to Mr.

Honeybee finally.

Oh,

That kind of refueling.

The magic of Santa must be in the cookies.

Trying to emulate the methods of her hero,

Melody Bee dives into the plate of cookies and quickly realizes they're much more filling than they appear.

He leaves the cookies to the professional and sits back watching and waiting for Santa to say or do anything.

When he's finished refueling with snickerdoodles,

He stands up,

Pats his belly,

And heads back out to the sleigh.

He has a world full of people to bring Christmas cheer to tonight.

He gives you a big hug on his way out.

Melody Bee begs him to share his secrets,

But he politely giggles and makes his way to the sleigh.

Mr.

Honeybee notices something as we open the heavy sleigh door and help Santa up.

Santa,

Look at this.

There's a lug nut just dangling.

You cannot go anywhere yet.

My little Honeybee,

Help me do a once-over inspection for the sleigh.

Do you see any more of these out of place?

Santa organizes his bag full of gifts to get them ready for delivery while we carefully circle the sleigh on the lookout for anything that seems out of place.

Take another slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Allow the cool,

Fresh air to clear your mind of any worries so you can feel Christmas joy.

Then,

Slowly breathe all the way out through your mouth and inspect the sleigh top to bottom.

You and Mr.

Honeybee find a few more lug nuts out of place.

You screw them in tight but are still somewhat worried that you may have missed something.

Melody Bee expresses concern that we're all thinking.

What if something goes wrong on Santa's flight?

Are the lug nuts faulty?

We can't let him go with such uncertainty.

A sly smirk comes across his face,

Letting you know that Santa is thinking of something interesting.

He agrees that the sleigh needs to be in tip-top shape for such a journey as he will take tonight.

He also acknowledges that you and Mr.

Honeybee are the best sleigh technicians this world has ever seen.

There's only one way forward in this situation,

Santa proclaims,

Before he invites us onto the sleigh to join him for his Christmas Eve flight.

Melody Bee faints just slightly from excitement,

And you catch her as she free falls through the nighttime air.

Without hesitation,

After Melody Bee regains consciousness,

We all board the sleigh wearing the warmest coats we have and the biggest smiles.

We each pet Rudolph on the way up and Melody Bee goes straight for the reins.

She pulls on them too quickly,

Too excited for the adventure ahead of us,

And Rudolph twitches and kicks the reindeers into high gear since he is unable to interpret the command coming from the reins.

Santa quickly grabs them from Melody Bee and settles Rudolph back down.

As we all get situated,

Santa pats the seat beside him at the front of the sleigh.

He wants you to be his second in command tonight.

You are honored and crawl over heaps of presents to join him.

Then,

With full confidence,

Santa hands you the reins.

Knowing the power you hold in your hands,

You take a slow,

Deep breath in through your nose.

Feel the sensation of your heart beating once,

Twice,

Three times,

Full of love,

The strongest force.

Then,

Slowly breathe all the way out through your mouth and flick the reins for takeoff.

The jingle bells jingle as the reindeers prepare for takeoff.

Then,

Slowly at first,

But faster and faster,

The reindeers gallop at the front of the sleigh.

Rudolph takes off first and the rest follow him.

His red nose lights up the quiet sky and we watch the Honey Bee neighborhood get further and further away as we begin our journey around the world.

House by house,

You smoothly land the sleigh on rooftops and we join Santa down the chimney.

Melody Bee buzzes down first,

Clearing a path for the rest of us.

We do our best to carry all the presents that Santa delivers and set them up just so under each Christmas tree.

We fill up on cookies,

But our bellies are not nearly as full as our hearts.

Always remember,

Mrs.

Honey Bee believes in you,

You are special,

And you are loved.

I can't wait to see you again.

Reviews

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Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. Today we put up the Christmas tree

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