For those of you who either don't listen to country music or who flip the station when you hear a song you don't know, you might not be familiar with the Zac Brown Band. I'm a bit sketchy on the details, but apparently it's an Atlanta-based band that finally went mainstream, and one of their first songs (at least that I know of) is called "Chicken Fried."
So the first time I heard it was on Dale's iPod a few weeks ago. He is addicted to it, and one evening he played it over and over in the car as we were driving around. He promised I would like it... And as much as I hate to admit it, the song does have quite a catchy tune and cute lyrics:
And a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well I've seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love
Fast forward to today, on our way home from Sam's Club (on a diapers, paper towels, and toilet paper run!). Mom and I witnessed another milestone for Ivie. The first time that I've heard her sing along to a song on the radio (other than a kid's song from her CD).
You guessed it. The song she chose was none other than "Chicken Fried". So my not-yet-3-year-old daughter was in the backseat singing about "cold beer on a Friday night". Wonderful! Thank goodness she has no idea what beer is.
So there you go, Daddy. I know you're thrilled to read this story on your phone while in a meeting in Phoenix. We're so excited for you to get home tomorrow. Maybe you, Ivie, and I can sing "Chicken Fried" together and dance in the kitchen. With Macie watching us from her bouncy seat wondering what kind of a family she's been born into.
We miss you, Daddy!