Sinterklaas Day {St. Nicholas Day}
I started this post about 2 weeks ago, but hadn’t gotten around to finishing it. Well, it’s now midnight on December 20th and I can’t sleep. That’s what happens when you take daytime cold & flu medicine at 10:30 pm. Boo. Oh, well. At least I’m getting around to writing this post.
My dad is Dutch. Like crossed-the-Atlantic-Ocean-on-a-boat-when-he-was-two-years-old Dutch. That means I’m Dutch. And that means Grayson is Dutch. When I was a child my family would celebrate Sinterklaas Day. (a.k.a. – St. Nicholas Day) He’s the dude Santa Claus was dreamed up from. Not that Santa isn’t real or anything.
I remember going to visit Sinterklaas and Zwarte Piet on a boat when I was a child. Zwarte Piet, (a.k.a. – Black Pete) strange I know, was a paige who traveled with Sinterklaas. Sinterklaas traveled on a boat from land to land to check on children making sure they were behaving. On the evening of December 5th if it was found that children were behaving properly Sinterklaas would leave treats for the children when he stopped by their home.
We were to leave one shoe by the tree/front door in hopes that Sinterklaas stopped by our home to check in on our behavior. If you were good he would leave presents, chocolate coins or my favorite, a chocolate initial of your 1st name. I was unlucky that J was never a very big letter. The dutch are known for their chocolate and if you ever get the chance you’ve got to try some. We still get a chocolate letter every year under my parent’s christmas tree sent in by my grandparents.
I wanted to carry this tradition on with my kids, but remembered at the last second and could not get any of the traditional chocolate that Sinterklaas leaves. Looks like various, already purchased, stocking stuffers will have to do this year.

Sinterklaas improvised this year and left Gray a GIANT candy cane, a wooden train whistle, a wooden plane, and a banana; because Grayson loves bananas. Duh.

And look what he picked up first. “Nanah! Nanah! Nanah!” That’s what I hear every morning from this child. He’s obsessed I tell you.

BTW…these photos are a prime example why one should never shoot in Auto Mode. It sucks! I have no clue why I decided to shoot these pics in Auto with the pop up flash. Ehhhh. Just look at the weird lens distortion on the kiddo’s face. What’s up with that?
Look how happy his is though. I can’t wait for next year when I hopefully get it right.

He loved the train whistle.

Did anyone else celebrate Sinterklaas Day as a child? Anyone else Dutch? What was your favorite gift you received from Sinterklaas?
Mine was a pink hair crimper. Yup, a hair crimper! That’s how old I am.
If you want to know more about the Dutch tradition you can get your read on HERE.

























