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I lived for seven years in Germany. Before the wall came down. And I loved every minute of it. Loved the food. The People. The lovely landscapes. The castles. Loved their traditions, some of which I instituted as my own new family traditions. My heart warms seeing my daughter carry on those traditions. Some of them center around Christmas.
We celebrate St. Nicklaus Night. Always, on December 6th, as a precursor to Christmas, the kids put their shoes outside the door before they go to sleep at night. That night, St. Nicklaus lets them know whether they are on his naughty or nice list by leaving them presents in their shoes or a lump of dirty coal. This year, two of the girls got candy coal. 🙂
We have an advent calendar that we hang at the same time the Christmas tree goes up at Thanksgiving. Each morning in December, the children wake up to see what small gift they have in the calendar—candy, money, pencils, etc.
We have nutcracker ornaments we collected in Germany hanging from the tree.
The one tradition I did not include was Krampus…
You know Krampus, right? The alternative to St. Nicklaus. Good children receive gifts from Santa. Bad children are carried away to Krampus’s cave where they are devoured. Germans can be a little scary in their storytelling. Just think of the real story of Cinderella where her sisters cut off their heels and toes to fit their feet into the slippers!
One tradition I enforced on my children was that the moment they stopped believing in Santa, he stopped delivering Christmas presents. My children NEVER admitted that they no longer believed. My daughter’s been a little lax with that one. She let her oldest tell her she didn’t believe. I’d have taken all her presents and let her stew a day until she “re-believed.” But I’m mean that way.
What traditions do you follow for your holiday celebrations, whichever one you celebrate? If you’d known about Krampus, would have you instituted him as part of your holiday tradition? Do you hide the Christmas pickle or the spider?
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Good evening Delilah
If I did Krpus I wouldn’t institute it, pickle or spider.
I do believe in Santa and the kids in our family do too. When I was little my parents would load us kids up and we would ride around the town looking at decorated homes…we loved it. We will all be at my mom’s for lunch and then opening gifts. By 3 pm I will be ready to come home and take a nap.
Thank you for sharing your memories.
Ginger
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Thanks for sharing! I’d have skipped the Krampus one. When my daughter asked if Santa was real, I asked if if she wanted him to be real. I said he wouldn’t come if she didn’t believe. She decided to believe. She was seven then, too young to lose that belief.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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Ginger! I remember dad taking us for a drive Christmas Eve and telling us all to look into the starry sky. “Did you see Santa and his sleigh?”
Because I always had to be the smartest, I was sure that blinking light on high was him! “Daddy, he’s right there!”
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Mary! LOL! The lies we tell our children. But I do believe we also gift them with imagination when we tell our stories. 🙂