Our Little Televangelist

Mason has a new nickname. My Dad gave it to him after several dinners with this going on:

And trust me...this is mild compared to what he's like when the cameras aren't rolling. He can pound his fists and wave his arms and holler with the best of them. He was always such a quiet kid until recently. I think he has finally found his voice.

So move over Joel Osteen. There's a new kid in town.