Friday, March 5, 2010

That Southern Drawl...


*Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born - it's an idea, a state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, high school football, beer, and acoustic guitars. It's being hospitable, being devoted to front porches, apple pies, sonic drinks, and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way.
Coming along with all these southern traditions and privileges is a very distinct accent we call a southern drawl...or a twang. We tend to talk slowly and sometimes a one syllable word sounds more like three...its a whole other language ;-). Well, Georgia Grace, growing into her own has developed her very own southern drawl and it is so deep even people at Wal-Mart (Wal Mart is king of the South) and Target have commented on it. Lets also not forget to mention my countless friends that get a big ole' kick out of it. Her best words are man which sounds like ma-un and dead (the batteries are dead) de-eh-ad and of course there is mama which sounds like mah-ma. Oh, and another great one is "that"...when she says "stop that" its "stop that-at. So cute. I wouldn't have it any other way! I love my little southern belle.

*totally borrowed this. loved it!

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