“Yeah!” Renesmee shouted out excitedly.

“Alright, I'll do my best. Don't laugh though.” he replied, turning around to flash a wink.

I felt like I had stepped into an old Christmas movie. I was expecting either a talking snowman or a narrator to start speaking overhead. I was waiting for the background music to start playing for our singing driver.

“Just hear those sleigh bells jingle-ing, ring ting tingle-ing, too. Come on it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.” he sang heartily.

None of us could hide the smiles that filled our faces. He actually kinda sounded like Johnny Mathis. I almost had the urge to sing along.

“Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, 'Yoo hoo.' Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.” he kept on singing.

“Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, let's goooo. Let's look at the snow. We're riding in a wonderland oooooof snow.” I couldn't resist singing along anymore.

“Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up, it's grand. Just holding your hand. We're gliding along with the song of a wintry fairy land.” Chester sang solo this time.

I took Edward's hand in my own and Renesmee smiled at us. I smiled back at her and decided to keep singing with Chester. We were nearing the little shop we needed.

“Our cheeks are nice and rosy, and comfy, cozy are weeeee. We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would beeeee.” We sang and Renesmee giggled at the mention of birds, no doubt thinking about Chirp, back at home.

“Let's take the road before us and sing a chorus, or twoooo. Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with youuuuu.” Edward decided to join in this time.

“There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Grayyyyy. It'll be the perfect ending of a perrrrrfect day.” I sang, then smiled remembering the shop was called Gray's All-You-Need Animal Shop.

“We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop! At the fireplace, where we watch the chestnuts pop. Pop! Pop! Pop!” Chester sang alone.

I could almost make out the top of a house in the white haze surrounding us.

“There's a happy feeling nothing in the world, can buy.” Chester sang.