It was the day before Christmas and as usual, Santa was stressed.
Just as Santa was finishing his morning drink, his wife told him that her mother was coming over; which made Santa even more stressed.
After hearing this, Santa went to go check on the reindeer when he found out that three reindeer were about to give birth, and two reindeer had run away and they were heaven knows where.
Stressed and worried, Santa went to load the toys into the sleigh when suddenly one of the floorboards broke and all the toys were scattered.
Frustrated, Santa went into the kitchen to drink some eggnog. Finding out that the elves had drunk all the eggnog, he threw the glass jug on the floor and glass flew everywhere.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Santa stomped towards the door and threw it open. There stood a small, cute, little angel.
“Hello there! I’m the Christmas tree angel and I have come to bring you a happy Christmas tree!” said the little angel. “Where would you like me to put it?”
And so began the tradition of the angel on top of the Christmas tree.