They All Want To Be Left Holding The Baby
(One of my closest friends works in a shoe shop with very large windows. Our other close friend has gotten me into the habit of making weird faces, or at least waving at her when she’s working; much to the amusement of her coworkers. My insanely sociable one-year-old also likes to wave at her unofficial auntie, and since she loves shoes and all the attention from the other female staff, it’s better than Christmas for her when we go inside. We have just gotten her her first pair of shoes a few weeks ago this incident, which is when her fan-club starts.)
Me: *to daughter* “Oh, Auntie [Friend]’s working today! Say hiya!”
([Friend] waves at us, then runs out of the shop.)
Friend: “Can I borrow your baby?”
Me: “Sure. Give her back when she’s 18!”
Friend: *going inside* “[New Worker]’s on her last day of training here, and we need to train her on fitting baby shoes.”
(We go in, and my daughter gets lots of attention as her feet are measured and the fit of her shoes are checked again. The trainee does a great job, and we go about our business. A few months later, I go in with my mother while my daughter is at home with her dad and my friend is off work.)
Worker: *as we’re leaving* “Where’s your little helper today?”
Me: “At home with her dad; thank God!”
(They laugh, but I can tell they’re disappointed not to see her, which is cute in itself. A few days later, my friend runs outside after waving again.)
Friend: “Can I take her inside? The girls want to see her!”
Me: *smiling* “Okay, you take her there and I’ll take the buggy.”
Friend: “I’m pretty sure if [Owner]’s watching the cameras, he’s wondering why I just stole a baby!”
(My daughter got lots of attention, got to play with shoes, and got to sit in the tiny chair in the kid’s section. I swear, she could set the place on fire and they’d all adore it!)