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Reindeer time!

My favorite Christmas movie growing up was Rudolf, the Red-nosed Reindeer, so when I got ready to write a Christmas story, it was only natural it would take place on a reindeer farm in Alaska. To write the story, I had to learn all about reindeer, both real and fictional. That involved, among other things, a visit to a reindeer farm in Palmer, Alaska. Here I am, deep in research.


Ryan, the boy in the story, visits the reindeer farm where he feeds the goats, pigs, and rabbits, visits the chickens, and finally gets to lead around a real reindeer. Afterward he gets hot chocolate and a peanut butter reindeer sandwich like this one.
http://allrecipes.com/recipe/235818/reindeer-sandwiches/


This didn't make the story, but I can picture Ryan and Marissa collaborating to make a few of these adorable reindeer ornaments for the tree on the farm.

To celebrate the upcoming launch of A Gift for Santa, there's a book tour going on all week, and the theme is – you guessed it – reindeer. You'll find reviews, excerpts, posts, interviews, and a great giveaway. Check it out here!

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