Once we arrived in Virginia, Fiona was quickly reunited with her old friend Zoe. For those of you who followed the blog this summer, you will recall that Zoe is: 1) the daughter of our friends Aaron and Jessie, whose grandparents live next door to Fiona's grandparents, 2) two weeks older than Fiona, 3) possibly cuter and definitely sweeter than Fiona.
Zoe came to greet us the first morning of our visit. Fiona, still adjusting to East Coast time, had slept in and was still in her pajamas. The two girls picked up right where they'd left off, with Zoe giving Fiona things (in this case, her glove) which Fiona was only too happy to take.
This also happened to be the day of Christmas Eve, which in our neighborhood means one thing: luminaries. For those of you fortunate enough to have escaped this particular holiday tradition, luminaries are paper bags filled with sand and a candle, placed along pathways (or driveways in this case); I believe the significance is to light the way for Jesus on Christmas Eve. The effect when they are lit is beautiful, but achieving that effect involves spending a good hour in the cold stuffing bags with sand and candles. Because they are cute and useless, Fiona and Zoe escaped all the hard work and convinced Boom to take them for a joyride in the wheelbarrow instead.
Then they spent some quality time exploring the yard.
Once darkness had fallen, we returned outside to light the luminaries. Here is a blurry idea of how they looked -- very lovely.
Fiona, again playing up her cute uselessness, enjoyed a solo ride in the wheelbarrow. Although Fiona was tired out by all the festivities, it was a swell Christmas Eve.
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