Babies bring the office to a standstill

Nothing brings work to a standstill faster than a mom bringing in her newborn baby.
Even from the back pressroom, the pressman can hear the cooing the front office staff make. And quickly they reach the front office to compete for time to hold those newborns.
And as they grow months older, the women on staff find every excuse to unburden the mother of her child or help the infant escape the confines of the carrier. The children then are taken on a tour of the newspaper, meeting everyone, while the mother is abandoned at the counter.
It is unlikely the children will remember the tour. But the staff will remember the child, and anticipate seeing him or her again and again as their parents come to the newspaper office.
Eventually, when they begin to walk and their mothers put them down, they learn that Pam Munn has a desk full of stickers. And if they stagger in her direction, they will have a sticker placed on the back of their hand.
The more adventuresome will wander all the way back to visit with our graphic artists. And will be quickly spotted. A conversation will begin and often the child will just stand and stare while their mother frantically searches across the room to see where her child has wandered off to.
She will be quickly reassured that her child is safe, and someone will hold their hand and bring them back to the front. Or sometimes the mother will dash back and retrieve her child.
It seems to take longer to complete a transaction and visit with a child.
It may seem that a child interrupting the office would be a nuisance, but watching the smiles and the laughter that those children bring into the workplace is fun. And when the children depart with their parents, the staff seem to have had a boost.
I’ll admit that I even get into the act of picking up a baby and wandering around the office with it. I have a soft spot for my grand-niece, who is almost one.
I’m not sure if she really trusts me yet—she is comfortable with me as long as she can see her mother. Beyond that, she begins to whimper and cry.
But put her down on the floor, she is ready to explore every nook and cranny. She crab walks and is able to scoot across the floor with blinding speed to explore everything.
I can hardly wait until she is up and running, and can find me in my back office. Of course, she may be intercepted by all the other staff.
And just this morning, wee Eddie Westover arrived and brought everything to a halt. Proud mom and dad immediately lost possession of him.
But he was well guarded by the lionesses in the office. He made their day.

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