Error of the non-moms

Yesterday we got left with a baby at the office. She's the daughter of a great new worker and I'm not sure exactly how, but me, natalie, jesse, sarah, and nomtie kinda found ourselves in charge of her while we did our office work.
That shouldn't be a big deal right? 5 girls should be able to take care of a very clever two-year old right?
Isn't it in our DNA?
That assumption was mistake #1.
Two breasts and a dress do not a mommy make.
We all tag teamed for a while passing her around and enjoying her cleverness. We love her so much! But eventually the playdough came out, the coloring books and crayons, and the teddy bears.
Then we turned out backs.
(That's mistake #2 if you hadn't figured it out.)

Nombtie came into our office laughing. "Shame. I went into the ladies toilet. Tracey was standing there with a soap and a cloth... she was bathing herself in the toilet bowl! I cleaned her up and brought her back"


Baby Tracey was so proud of herself!