Or, because our economy crashed with therapy costs long before the rest of the nation caught up. Either way, we have stayed close to home for the last several summers. This year I reminded myself of our good fortune -- home is close to DC, Baltimore, and Annapolis, so staycations don't need to be dull. We have also been trying to improve Leah's community skills, including stamina and behavior. So with the help of Katie, an invaluable home program therapist (and Mike, when work schedule allowed), we took a series of field trips. Katie braved all three girls on her own a couple of times, taking them mini-golfing while I was recovering from my scary anemia episode, and taking them to the Chesapeake Children's Museum while I got a root canal. The museum was only so-so, but looking at Mom's creepy Novocaine smile afterward was highly entertaining.
Leah sometimes likes to dress like Katie for these trips. The doorbell rings and Leah grabs a bandanna.

Lauren liked being a cowgirl ...

... and blew enormous bubbles.

Port Discovery was a huge hit, but will probably be remembered most for the walk back to the car, at least by the adults. Halfway across Pratt street, Leah's skorts fell down. She was behind Mike and slightly ahead of me when I saw them go. Luckily Katie is fast -- in the second it took me to wonder whether to fix them right there, or get her to the sidewalk first (I'm pretty sure I didn't utter any four-letter words, but no guarantees ...), Katie had scooped Leah up and taken her across the street. Leah looked at me over Katie's shoulder, smiled, and said, "Oopsie daisy!" By the time I got to the curb, I was laughing so hard that I could barely stand up. The child has no butt (she definitely didn't get that from me), which means I spend a lot of time on Crack Watch. Usually we're able to keep the pants on, though.
We did two trips to DC, both to the Smithsonian -- once to American History, and once to Air and Space. The kids were pretty excited by the Metro, which also provided a lot of skill-building opportunities -- navigating turnstiles, escalators, managing tickets, following directions (always Madam's forte).

Maddie is a TurboTourist -- a quick look, and she's ready to move on. Probably appropriate that she's standing next to a very fast aircraft.

Leah decided her Katie-style bandanna needed further accessorizing:

And in a stunning development, Maddie liked the view from the Presidential podium and was quite perturbed when told she needed to give someone else a turn. Apparently she had more to say. That's politics for you.

We did manage one out-of-town jaunt last weekend, to Hershey Park. The weather was dicey, but it held on for us.
Lauren and Maddie happily posed with the kiss character.

Leah had more fun offering a flower a few times, then snatching it back at the last minute.

Overall, the summer passed quickly. Hard to believe I'm writing this on the first day of school.