On balancing work and family (literally)

My undergranny (what I've taken to calling my undergrad nannies) took care of Jack this morning while I had various meetings and on-campus errands to run, and I wasn't quite finished with all the errands when it was time for her to go to class. So she handed Jack off to me in the carrier and gave me the stroller she'd been pushing as well, leaving me no free hands for the lab notebooks I'd been toting and the tray of eppindorf tubes I needed to mail to my collaborator in Davis. So, naturally, I put them in the stroller and pushed my science along with a babe strapped to my front. I didn't think twice about it because it was the only conceivable way to transport everything at once. A female faculty member stopped me as I passed by her and said, "I wish I had a camera right now. You are just the picture of the modern woman in academia, balancing work and family. Pun intended." Pun taken. That made me smile all the way to the mail room.