tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post6422646233985477836..comments2023-09-02T09:46:34.594-04:00Comments on Five Moms & A Blog: On Growin' UpFive Moms & A Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17153776487204334923noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-84536192815453590002009-10-26T02:21:59.597-04:002009-10-26T02:21:59.597-04:00Ha! Especially Love that last one :)Ha! Especially Love that last one :)wife.mom.nursehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16161476116382515206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-57814664256762915142009-10-21T10:35:11.583-04:002009-10-21T10:35:11.583-04:00I had trouble with the Mrs/ma'am thing too, bu...I had trouble with the Mrs/ma'am thing too, but I was raised that you say them to anyone your elder, so even I say them!! (To my mom and grandma, etc) I would be upset if a teacher told my kids not to say it, Darcie! I would explain that we consider it polite, and please allow them to continue!! I usually like being grown up, till the bills come in and things get tight!!<br />JenJennifer W.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08192796018178306392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-30105812024309283412009-10-20T19:46:40.889-04:002009-10-20T19:46:40.889-04:00I just wanted to let you know that I have enjoyed ...I just wanted to let you know that I have enjoyed your blog so much. I have passed on a blog award to you. <br />http://sahmiam77.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-honored-with-blog-award.htmldmautonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07133487716231792445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-69220684776482188912009-10-20T18:07:22.666-04:002009-10-20T18:07:22.666-04:00That "Mrs." thing always got me. Now I j...That "Mrs." thing always got me. Now I just go by Daniela or Dani. Even the young kids here in Spain. I don´t think I hear anyone ever use Don or Doña.. or Señor or Señora which is Mr. and Mrs. in Spanish. <br /><br />Well, Mrs. Label.. who ever that is! I will see you on the Christmas Challenge Blog! Can´t wait!!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18439689700601562619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-12415030252870452012009-10-20T17:25:14.881-04:002009-10-20T17:25:14.881-04:00Oh, I WISH the store clerks here would call me ma&...Oh, I WISH the store clerks here would call me ma'am. Here, the clerks/cashiers/bag boys call everyone (take your pick)sweetie/honey/darlin'/dear. They call all men "buddy". You should see the looks I get when I ask them to please call me ma'am...the little brats! ;-)Beth E.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04996230415386423039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-51498540484216149362009-10-20T15:44:34.455-04:002009-10-20T15:44:34.455-04:00You are right!! Being a grown up isn't so bad ...You are right!! Being a grown up isn't so bad after all!!! :)christy rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04576305610780918375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-22837838479333789562009-10-20T15:29:27.793-04:002009-10-20T15:29:27.793-04:00This is a great post. I don't like being call...This is a great post. I don't like being called Mrs. Stephens or ma'am. But I'm so old now, I just have to get used to it. But that's okay, I've been know to call a teenage cashier or clerk ma'am or sir before too! Ahhh sweet revenge!Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04662751045378148853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-19124706089665069742009-10-20T15:14:08.510-04:002009-10-20T15:14:08.510-04:00I love today's post! It makes me appreciate al...I love today's post! It makes me appreciate all the things I admired about adults and now get to do as a grown up myself including uttering all those famous grown up sayings like, "Just wait til you have kids of your own."<br /><br />Love and Hugs ~ KatHeart2Hearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05240536955573366802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-72146434624747808082009-10-20T13:12:28.824-04:002009-10-20T13:12:28.824-04:00The only thing I miss about growing up is that whe...The only thing I miss about growing up is that when I get sick I got noone to pamper and take care of me. I do love that I can eat whatever I want when I want:) That is the best perk.He & Me + 3https://www.blogger.com/profile/03692972824923390203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-76364336884380842602009-10-20T12:27:09.172-04:002009-10-20T12:27:09.172-04:00Well, down south these kids are a'changing jus...Well, down south these kids are a'changing just as fast as the rest of 'em. =0)<br /><br />There's little respect still left, but I'm old school and they'd BETTER call me at least "Ms. Erica"! I can't stand it when kids are so bold to call me by my first time. <br /><br />Now see what you did Darcie? You made me go off again!E @ Scottsvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14926871170368080429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-68684380817981865072009-10-20T12:24:00.765-04:002009-10-20T12:24:00.765-04:00I have found as we have moved...different areas do...I have found as we have moved...different areas do it differently. The south...you better mind your manners(or Mrs Erica is going to come find you), but when we moved from TN to our current area the teachers told my children to stop saying "Yes Mam", or "Yes Sir". If they didn't say in down south they got in trouble, up here I think they feel the kids are being sarcastic. I must say...I miss the manners. Do you agree Ms. Erica? (have to give her a bad time) Great post Nan!Darciehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13433894747049535179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-50161327926470499212009-10-20T11:59:05.713-04:002009-10-20T11:59:05.713-04:00Yea, I hate it when my kids friends call me "...Yea, I hate it when my kids friends call me "Erica". In my mind, I'm like "Oh no you Di'int!" I promptly correct them and say "Mrs. Scott". Now my youth group or my close friends' kids call me "Ms.Erica" and I prefer that to Mrs. Scott. But if they think they can walk up and call me by my first name, they're gonna get stuck with MRS SCOTT! ha!<br /><br />Hey, at least it was your pediatrician that looked 12 and not your gynecologist! YIKES!E @ Scottsvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14926871170368080429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-36151392710797793942009-10-20T11:53:33.574-04:002009-10-20T11:53:33.574-04:00I guess growing up isn't so bad after all. I&...I guess growing up isn't so bad after all. I'm sure, after reading that list, that kids are gonna envy us. So hey, what if their skin is as smooth as a baby's bottom or that they have a metabolism faster than the speed of light. If we want to eat a cookie, we don't need anybody's permission. It may suck big suckers when we have to lose all those calories and we have to work our butt off trying to do it, but I can eat that cookie whenever I WANT! Gosh, that's a great thing! So, Naaa Naaa Naaa Booo Booo, Beautiful kids of the world.Mitihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04193736084148703508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-19563713586206829672009-10-20T10:41:01.167-04:002009-10-20T10:41:01.167-04:00I actually don't like when kids call me Mrs......I actually don't like when kids call me Mrs...I know it is a sign of respect which I appreciate, but I just can't wrap my brain around it. I always say..it is OK to call me Tarah. So- I feel younger LOL!Eyeglasses & Endzoneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04799530639331072171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-46920930101072738122009-10-20T10:33:46.878-04:002009-10-20T10:33:46.878-04:00I hear you. When I started teaching, my students ...I hear you. When I started teaching, my students were kids that I went to school with. One of them was my best friend. We have a small church school, and you don't have to have a degree to teach. You do have to complete a training course, though. Anyway, it was so strange hearing them call me Mrs. Lexie. Kids that I was in the Christmas Pageant with, kids that I had acted up with, kids that I had talked about other teachers with--they were now my students. I was the one making them be in the Christmas Pageant. I was the one making them behave. I was the other teacher they were no doubt talking about behind my back. Ha! It's just strange.Alexishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15425076568956628837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4836752777733389880.post-90132698040203218792009-10-20T09:49:15.748-04:002009-10-20T09:49:15.748-04:00A few years ago I had surgery to remove a tumor fr...A few years ago I had surgery to remove a tumor from my breast....my surgeon appeared to be 12. There was definitely something wrong with that picture. <br />andreaAndreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03082891172963869545noreply@blogger.com