Sinterklaas and my shoe

Sinterklaas is still in the country and I am allowed to put my shoe down at night. We put a carrot in the shoe for Sinterklaas' horse.

We sing a song. I sway to the song. I have no clue what this is all about, but fun it is.

Mama has borrowed a book at the library, but this makes it even stranger: he rides a white horse over the roofs? The gifts go through the chimney?

But the next day there is something else in my shoe! I know what this is: 'dootje' (gift). I know this because it is wrapped, and therefore a dootje.