Teddy leaped off the stairs, cape flapping in the breeze.
“Take off the dog’s blanket,” Mommy said. “You know it makes me sneeze.”
“But I’m a superhero, Mom!” he yelled as he jumped on the chair.
Mommy gave him the LOOK as she brushed little Molly’s hair.
Teddy crawled under the tree to give the presents a poke.
“Teddy, wait until tomorrow,” Mommy said. “This is not a joke.”
Teddy said, “But it’s Christmas Eve, and I want to open something.”
Mommy said, “Just wait, dear. Who knows what Santa will bring?”
Teddy ran upstairs, slamming his door with a BOOM!
He was so bored, he pretended to go camping in his room.
He turned on his music, to see how loud he could sing.
He sang so loud, that he never heard the phone ring.
He grabbed the blanket off his bed to set up his play-tent.
Then Mommy came in, with tears in her eyes. “Ted, there’s been an accident.”
Mommy said, “Daddy’s car was hit when someone ran the light.”
“He’s in the hospital and we’re going to see him tonight.”
“I need you to be a big-boy,” Mommy said. “And help with Molly, okay?”
Teddy just nodded his head, for there was nothing he could say.
Teddy held Molly’s hand after they climbed into the car.
And didn’t let go one time, even though the hospital was very far.
A nurse showed up and took them down a big, bright hospital hall.
Teddy held on to Molly, making sure she didn’t fall.
Daddy sat up when they entered the room, arms held open wide.
Mommy and Molly ran in for hugs, careful of Daddy’s side.
Teddy stayed back, waiting, letting Molly get hugs for a while.
“Come here my little superhero,” Mommy said with a smile.
Teddy ran forward into Daddy’s arms, happy as he could be.
He didn’t care what Santa brought. He had the gift of family.
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