In July, Mason attended VBS "PandaMania" with his bestest friend Ainsley. Her mommy and I helped out. Mason had a great time...for the most part. There was a lot of back and forth for me to check on him. Luckily he doesn't have a concept of time yet. He'd tell me to come back in 10 minutes to check on him and I could be gone 45 minutes and as long as I came back at some point and poked my head, he seemed to be fine. What really cracks me up is what he has taken away from this experience.
Ainsley got the CD of the music, so Mason needed one too (two peas in a pod). I think I've listened to the CD no less then 45 thousand times. He knows all the words (and so do I). He sings ALL the songs ALL the time. ALL. THE. TIME. We can be strolling through the mall or a park and he's "singing" (he has his mother's natural talent for singing. not.) "He's wild! He's wild, God is Wild.." Or he changes the tune/words and it may sounds like this (in a crowded store no less), "God is listening...listening...listening..TO YOU! AND YOU! AND YOU! HE'S LISTENING!"
Why do I see a future for him that consists of being on tv, on a stage..in a bad toupee...

Lately, he's into saying "That's the way God made me" or "God made it that way". Did you know God pushed daddy's chair into the kitchen?

So if you hear some cute....erm...loud singing and are feeling the need to pray to God (to make it stop no doubt)...it's just Mason starting his ministry early.