herself out of bed and put on her snuggly red flannel robe.
In the next room Father Elephant was snoring loudly, "Ugghhhhhhhh-Zzzzzz! Uggghhhhhhhh-Zzzzzzzzz!" Little Elephant ran in to wake him up. "Uggghhhhhh-Zzzzzzz," rumbled Father Elephant. The bed shook and the floor trembled while Father Elephant slept peacefully on.
Little Elephant had to see what was in his stocking, but he couldn't go down without Father Elephant. So he walked up to the bed on tiptoe and very gently blew in Father Elephant's big ear.
Father Elephant wiggled his ear and slept on. Little Elephant blew again, harder this time. Then Father Elephant flapped his big ear, gave a huge grunt, rolled over and woke with a snort. "Here, what's the matter?" he growled.
"Merry Christmas!" shouted Little Elephant.
Father Elephant opened his twinkly eyes, and out of the corner of one saw Little Elephant standing beside his bed. "Oh, it's you," he rumbled. "And what do you want at this time of the night? Go back to bed, you young rascal."
