How to Catch A Reindeer–Christmas 2025

🎧 In this episode, How to Catch A Reindeer

Merry Christmas, everyone — and welcome to this year's special holiday edition of On the Fly!

Since 2020, Lori and I have been happily creating a special Christmas gift for our nephews, nieces, and close friends: a children's story recorded in our voices, filled with delightful sound effects, music, and just the right touch of seasonal magic to make Santa smile. It's become one of our most cherished traditions — and honestly, it's way easier than trying to wrap a real reindeer!

Over the years, we've shared some favorite classics: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, The Night Before Christmas, How the Grinch Stole Christmas, and Santa's Toy Shop. (We've created our own North Pole audiobook library.)

This year, we're excited to introduce a new book: How to Catch a Reindeer by Alice Walstead.

And let me tell you — this one is a ride.

It's a high-flying, whimsical Christmas Eve chase starring Comet, one of Santa's more curious reindeer, who decides to sneak off for a little solo adventure. Meanwhile, a group of wildly imaginative kids tries to catch her using the most clever — and frankly, absurd — traps you can imagine.

The book is filled with humor, mischief, and warm Christmas wonder. We're excited to bring it to life with our audio version.

So grab a cozy blanket, pour yourself some cocoa, and settle in. The chase is about to begin — and trust me, Comet is not making this easy.

And now, the audio version of "How to Catch a Reindeer": click here.

I'm Patrick Ball. Stay curious, ask questions, and Merry Christmas.

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