The Scottish celebrate Hogmanay for New Years. Hogmanay celebrations vary from area to area. According to Wikipedia, for the area we're in:"In Glasgow and the central areas of Scotland, the tradition is to hold Hogmanay parties involving singing, dancing, the eating of steak pie or stew, storytelling and consumption of copious amounts of alcohol, which usually extend into the daylight hours of January 1."
Done, done and done. We didn't drink a ton, but we did drink our champagne out of sippy cups. Classy.
We went to a street festival in the small farming town of Biggar. Biggar had a large bonfire in the middle of town. Everyone just stood around the fire, drank, attempted to avoid the raining mist and cheered at midnight. It was low-key and the perfect way to celebrate Violet's first New Year's Eve.
Snow (in this case rain) suit for the new year. This picture totally reminds me of "A Christmas Story."



Our crew: Craig, Alison, Isla, Denise, Amy (she's small, look close), Gordon, Violet and Dave.





















































