When in Wayne

So, we live on "The Main Line" as you may know. The thing about the Main Line is that there is this exuberant pressure on people to keep up appearances. My mom affectionately calls it "Disheveled Chic." Which completely explains the average Main Line mom of 5, all children spaced two years apart or less, with a fresh cup of Starbucks in hand, wearing their work-out clothes- if it's Friday mid-morning they're coming from Tennis and have their skirts and matching sweaters on, I kid you not- hair in a ponytail that is messy, make-up on, and driving around in their luxury SUV. I have fallen prey.


Well, not to the total package of being a Disheveled Chic Mom, but if I had cupholders in my stoller, I may. I began walking some 3.5 miles on the Radnor Trail since we've had nice weather. It takes me a good hour to get ready to go on this walk. I have to put the kids in their cutest clothes:

I have to get entertainment for the older kids (books, snack, juice) so that they can last in the double stroller together, bundle and strap the little one in the baby bjorn, and get Noodles harnessed. Yes Noodles gets to go too. I wish I could get a picture of this Circus because from the comments I get from other Disheveled Chic (children-in-daycare) Moms, it looks "like I've got my hands full!" Comments I get from Main Line Dads on the trail? "I will never again complain about my workout being tough!" Those comments keep pushing me to go faster. But, back to the process of this taking a long time:

She fell asleep on the floor!