My Nashville born baby. Though Amelia's memories of living in Nashville are fading, if not sadly erased from her memory, Ford and I still talk to her about our life there. For example, when we see a country music star on television or hear a country song on the radio (I might point out we are not huge country music fans), we usually point out that the person singing lives in Nashville, where we used to live. She nods and listens intently. Tonight we flipped to the GAC station where a few Nashville stars were singing at the Ryman Auditorium...the original Grand Ole Opry. She wanted me to stop flipping so she could watch, well, mostly to check out the sparkly dresses. Rodney Atkins came on and she immediately jumped up and said..."Dad, he sounds like you!" Not sure how to take that, since Ford has never written or sung country music, he just laughed. She was then quick to point out..."and he's singing about beavers!" Well, there you go, Ford Turrell couldn't be any more like Rodney Atkins. :)
Listening to Carrie Underwood next, Ford pointed out that if he had written that song she was singing then we would be "rich." Amelia understanding only one context of this word, looks at him puzzled and said, "we'd be sweet, Dad?"
Yup, we'd be sweet.
