The Tax Man Cometh

Yes, the Tax Man Cometh and it looks like he is going to be gracious to us this year. In fact, thanks to our fine CPA, we will actually get money BACK this year. We were bracing ourselves because by Hubby’s math we were going owe, and owe big. I won’t tell you the number because you’d probably wet your pants. And I wouldn’t want to be responsible for that.

Then again…it might be funny…

Nah…I won’t do that to you.

Anyhoo, Hubby told me yesterday that he just can’t figure out how his own calculations were so off. I had to remind him that’s why Chad gets PAID to be a CPA. He can work miracles that we just don’t even realize are there.

So, long story short – The Tax Man Cometh and he’s paying for my new deck. And maybe he’ll take me shopping, too.

Did I tell you about Mini’s new “thing”? Yesterday when I picked him up from daycare, he gave me a little peck on the cheek while I was talking to Laurie. Then he grabbed my face between his cute little hands, stuck out his tongue and tried to kiss me again. WTH? Seriously, where did he learn this?

I know what you’re thinking. And no.

But, talk about embarrassing. And the more I told him to put his tongue back in his mouth, the funnier he thought it was…and tried harder. Two weeks ago, when he kissed my MIL on the cheek, he licked her, too.

Anyone have any experience with a Phase like this?

Here’s hoping that when the Tax Man drops off the check, he takes the Toddler with him.