With three of the children either actively or recently employed, Cheryl decided to sit them all down this evening for an Income Tax class. They all got to sit at the table with their laptops as she took them through the Turbo Tax site, using all those mysterious W-2 and W-4 and Earned Income and Interest Earned papers they received from their banks and/or their employers to fill out the tax forms on-line and get ready to submit them.
This growing up and becoming an adult thing is really fun! Especially when you have a mother who can teach you all the things you need to know in order to survive.
I'm still waiting for the kids to ask me about car repairs and basement building techniques and electrical engineering and computer programming, but none of them have shown any interest, so there really isn't any point to my existence other than keeping the bank account from becoming empty. I'm still pinning my hopes on when they all start families of their own and someone eventually calls me up to ask about proper diapering methods.
Other than that, the auto glass guy is coming tomorrow to replace the windshield on the Camry so Deb will start driving it instead of Ruby; and the framing for the basement bathroom closet is finished; and Cheryl and I attended a 6th grade band concert at one of the middle schools tonight.
And there was a thunderstorm, complete with thunder and lightning and hail, and it washed away all of the remaining snow. And the storm drains are clogged up and there are huge puddles in the middle of the streets, and some of the stoplights weren't working. And people forgot how to deal with 4-way stops. Again.
This growing up and becoming an adult thing is really fun! Especially when you have a mother who can teach you all the things you need to know in order to survive.
I'm still waiting for the kids to ask me about car repairs and basement building techniques and electrical engineering and computer programming, but none of them have shown any interest, so there really isn't any point to my existence other than keeping the bank account from becoming empty. I'm still pinning my hopes on when they all start families of their own and someone eventually calls me up to ask about proper diapering methods.
Other than that, the auto glass guy is coming tomorrow to replace the windshield on the Camry so Deb will start driving it instead of Ruby; and the framing for the basement bathroom closet is finished; and Cheryl and I attended a 6th grade band concert at one of the middle schools tonight.
And there was a thunderstorm, complete with thunder and lightning and hail, and it washed away all of the remaining snow. And the storm drains are clogged up and there are huge puddles in the middle of the streets, and some of the stoplights weren't working. And people forgot how to deal with 4-way stops. Again.
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