In honor of April 15, tax day here in the good ol' USofA,
I thought I'd trot out one of my dependents.
Aside from an annual tax deduction,
the offspring sometimes make good blog fodder.
The Bird is a shopping girl.
I don't understand where it comes from.
Speaking of dependents,
can you imagine what OctoMommy's tax returns must look like?
14 children and very little earned income?
I want her refund check.
But she can keep the rest of her life.
Especially all those babies....
I have this one.
And this one.
We have this new store.
The Bird and I have decided it is okay.
We actually left empty-handed.
And The Aug-Man?
It's a rare store that he'll shop in.
(Thank you very much.)
Tread lightly my friends.
I hope your wait at the Post Office is a short one.