I love my kids . . .I do. Honest. Except two of mine are now teenagers which makes them a little hard to bear most days of the week. See, they suffer from a chronic illness that I find inflicts a lot of kids their age: I-hate-you-now-give-me-money-for-the-mall syndrome. My husband says the cure (for me) is wine; some days I think it is boarding school.
However today, as I curse Uncle Sam for talking MY hard earned money, I have found the silver lining and it's name is DEDUCTION!