It's tax season again, and now that both Kira and I technically are self-employed, what with her private practice and my work as a consultant for the Juvenile Probation Department, we opted to hire a CPA to take care of our tax documentation this year.
|Avey made a barricade to her room|
We heard back from him a few days ago with the wonderful news that we are due for a sizable return from the feds. Knowing this is mostly thanks to our two children, I hugged them both and said, "I love my little goldmines!"
Avey was clearly offended at my statement, and made no effort to hide her disapproval. She scowled at me, folded her arms, and declared, "Daddy, I am not little!"
We have another busy week ahead of us as I make my final preparations for my presentation in Portland next week, I prepare for my first exam in my Categorical Data Analysis course, and Kira wrestles two very active children while also attending to clientele, friends, and other family.