Every Christmas Eve, my sisters and I begrudgingly take on the task of lighting the luminaries. It is our family tradition that stems all the way back from when my mom was a young girl in Buffalo. We line the sidewalk with luminaries as a way to welcome the birth of Jesus. We light the candles around 9pm and wait to see which candles last until Christmas morning. Christmas Eve always turns out to be a freezing night where our fingers freeze and a majority of the candles burn out as soon as the luminaries are set. As much as I complain, I love it and will most definitely make my own kids do it.