Don’t mind your manners

When it comes to children, I am very particular about manners.

I insist that they call all adults Miss or Mr. I want to KNOW that my children pass out plenty of “please-s” and “thank-yous” and “yes,ma’ams/sirs” etc. That when they leave, people whisper amongst themselves about those well-mannered Karla-and-Sean’s-children.

Not because I want any glory or such. I just want my children to be respectful, polite, courteous and thoughtful; four things that are, unfortunately, SERIOUSLY lacking in a majority of children in our society.

Living in the South, I should have known that one day, I would be on the receiving end of such respect. I just wasn’t prepared for that day and what a hoot it would be…

As you may know, I wait tables a few days a week. We’ve recently hired several 18 year old boys. They are polite. They are conscientious. It’s been a refreshing change from those they replaced.

For weeks, we have worked together without incident.

But recently, things took a change.

Somehow, something in a conversation led them to ask how old I was (maybe the 4th child I am expecting). When I told them, their jaws all HIT THE FLOOR — oh, how I relished that response! It will be forever ingrained in my mind. They were flabbergasted! No way! Ages like 25 and 26 were flying out of their mouths.

It was Heaven!

However, now, being the polite, Southern boys that they are, they no longer call me “Karla” but “Miss Karla”.

Maybe manners are over-rated…


  1. Karla!
    Hope you guys are feeling better; it’s been nuts around here too – still getting Mitch’s mom settled in her new place, still some legal stuff to take care of for her following Pop’s death – just slow, bureucratic, draining stuff. I will ge glad when this winter is over! I think… I’m not being paranoid or anything :)

  2. I’m so glad to see you posting again!
    That story is so funny. I love it when people are shocked to hear my age, too – I don’t mind being in my 30s, but having people think I don’t look it is such a boost. Of course, being “Miss Karla” might be a mixed blessing.

  3. That’s so funny!

    I hope everyone is back to being healthy!

  4. I’m for Miss and Mister, please and thank you’s.

    And, yes. I would have guess mid-20s, too. :)

    Have a great weekend.


  5. It is funny what makes us feel good, but THAT would have made my year! Something like that happened at the pool last year and I am still thinking about it. Sad I know.

    I DO hate it when I get called Ma’am out around town by young people. I always say, I am NOT a ma’am. I am sure that their parents would be horrified that I am doing everything in my power to unteach what they have taught these polite young people. Oh well.

  6. The Flip Flop Mamma! says

    That is sooo funny! My husband wants our kids to call adults Miss/Mr. I didn’t grow up that way, and I think it’s weird for them to call my friends by Miss. Anway, someone called me maam the other day, and I DID NOT like it! LOL.

  7. That is a great compliment. I was told this past year I look like I should be in school, not teaching school. Not bad for 30 I’d say!!

    How are you feeling? When they do the ultrasound, can they pinpoint a due date better? By the baby’s measurements?

    I hope you are feeling well.

  8. Terri @ In His Hands says

    LOL! I can appreciate that! You do look like you’re in your mid-twenties.

    Hope you’re feeling better. We’ve had a rough time with sickness lately too.

  9. Terri @ In His Hands says

    Oh-I tagged you Karla, hope you can join in!

  10. HILARIOUS!! ahh! love it.
    i used to travel alot in canadas far north…in my early 30’s and i didn’t know whether to take it as a compliment or not when people mistook me for a 18 yr old. ??! hmmmmm. shalom!

  11. Thank you, ma’am. I loved this!! How well I remember a little girl who begged not to have to say ma’am and sir since none of her Maryland friends had the same requirements.
    Now, Miss Karla, you can quit worring about those wrinkles you mentioned recently. You look terrific.
    Much, much love,

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