I have to admit, country music is growing on me. I’ve never really disliked the genre, I just didn’t think I could relate. But as I’ve grown older—found faith, gotten married and started a family—country music makes more and more sense. Which, I think, says a lot about the artists.

Plus, I don’t think you can be a country-music singer and not have talent.

I’d never heard of Rodney Atkins before this morning, but his song Watching You has been number-one on Country charts for the past three weeks. No broken-down trucks or girlfriends leaving, but there are chicken nuggets and a four-year-old son.

Sentimental? Yes. But no less true.

(Thanks, Wes!)