When I was a little girl, my mom always had us put our shoes by the backdoor on December 5. The next morning, there was evidence that St. Nick had visited. This year, he came in the night to our house. According to the kids, he doesn't come in the house (Keira wasn't too keen on that), so instead he uses a magic key to open the window, throws the toys into the shoes, then shuts the window so burglars cannot get in.
The kids were pleased at punch by what was in their shoes this year: