We celebrated Sinterklaas, a feast that existed for years.
Everyone bought a gift for someone else, made a poem and put that in a shoe. Sneaky and in the night.
The next morning, we woke up and found these gifts.
Unpacking them with great breakfast.
Who made it:
The house, everyone brought something.
What we had:
Jus de orange, chocolate milk, fruit, breads, crossiants, eggs, sweets, yoghurt and a lot more. So good to start our day with a fantastic breakfast.
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