o holy night

I want to dedicate this post to the two cute, little old ladies at Village Inn who endured an impromptu singing by Mason. He was singing O Holy Night, with all his heart, to himself. He squeaked out a couple of the high notes too. It truly was a melt-your-heart moment and I'm grateful the two ladies sitting next to us didn't mind. At least, they seemed to not mind. They watched and smiled during his little concert. Then returned to their lunch when he was done. I'm sure they would've loved an encore but he was too busy giving me high-fives. :)