Anyway, it's tax time at our house. A few days ago, a friend of mine asked how we always managed to get good news at tax time, rather than bad. Three simple reasons, and they're all asleep right now. I hear a lot of people, of course, get upset that because of the child tax credit, people with children have an unfair advantage over those who do not. To them I say this: Bullcookies. I'll trade you any year you like, pal. Kids are way more expensive than the little tax refund we get for having a few extra dependents lying around the house. Yes, I know that since we opted to have children we ought to be prepared for the expenses. And we are. And we don't look at our kids through a spreadsheet, either, figuring out the costs and benefits of having children. We just had kids because, on occasion, they're fun to have around. For example, thanks to my kids and a round of Mad Libs, we now have a new rallying cry at our house: "Let's Get Frumpy!" And we do that a lot, folks. Oh, we do.
Because of our dependents and associated tax credits, tax time at our house is a happy time. And this happy time couldn't come at a more fortuitous time, because with the refund we get we can knock out our credit card debt once and for all. Then we re-jigger and cut up the superfluous cards and set ourselves on the road to fiscal responsibility. Take that, Karl Marx.
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