Today we celebrated St Nicholas day. Greta excitedly put her little shoes next to Charlie's littler shoes by the front door, and went upstairs to read a book with mom. St. Nick filled the shoes with chocolates and toys, rang the doorbell, and ditched the house as quickly as he came. We didn't spot him, but Greta is certain that she heard him on several occasions throughout the evening. Greta asked at dinner tonight about the difference between Santa and St. Nick, and after looking at some photos side by side (which is as in depth a comparison as our two year old needs five minutes before bedtime) we decided that St. Nick is just a classier fella. I guess the photos from the movie "Bad Santa" might have been an unfair representation.
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