This year, all three of us were sick the day before St. Nick's feast day, so I wasn't able to make my sneaky trip to the store (my insides wanted to be on my outside... seriously). Luckily, the next day, St. Nick made sure we remembered him anyway (thank you, dearest husband!).
Our stocking hang on the wall with care (no fireplace nor hearth in our little apartment, but this seemed to do just as well).
Daniel did good mixing both the symbolism of the day (gold coins as well as the orange to symbolize the money purse St. Nicholas left for the three daughters) and satisfying my sweet tooth (everything else). He even found a simple little $1 book for Anni; she was mostly interested in chewing on it. Maybe next year we'll find a good children's book on St. Nicholas to read to her.
Happy Advent!





How sweet! I love your pictures...there is just too much passion to finish that thought ;)
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