For the second year in a row, the older kids participated in a play about Our Lady of Fatima. A remarkable woman directs the production year after year. The most amazing part of the whole show is the music and dancing. This year, Dominic, Lillie, Rose, and Zellie were all pilgrims. Zellie was gut-churning adorable. We talked all last year about if she was "doing Fatima." It became a verb in our house. I would periodically say for my own amusement, "Hey Zell, Are you doing Fatima this year." "Yeah!" she would casually respond as she knew I got a kick out of it. They were so thrilled to just be apart of it. They looked forward to our Friday night practices and the anticipation leading up to the event. Zellie had entirely too much fun trying to fit in with the older girls. I caught her several times laughing a little too much at their jokes which in turn made me laugh. Of course, the first time I saw her on stage "acting afraid" at certain frightening parts, I did the nervous laugh/cry at her cuteness.