I never thought having my taxes done could be so relaxing. I left the house ALONE! Leaving Sam home in Richard's very capable hands and went across town to get our taxes done. I drove the entire way in complete silence!
I even treated myself to a Carmel Macchiato at Starbucks! HOW GLORIOUS!
We're getting back a little money, but found out that we can't claim Sam as a dependant or get the tax credit for adoption until next year because the adoption isn't final. The good news is, over time, we should get close to, if not all, of the adoption costs back. The government gives themselves 10 years to pay this back, but our tax guy said it should only take us 2, possible 3 years.
In the afternoon we had our 2nd (AND LAST) post-placement visit by the adoption agency. It went very smoothly and we just chatted about the changes we've seen in Sam, his development and what his eating and sleeping schedule is like.
That evening Richard snapped this photo of me dozing off after feeding Sam. Could his cheeks be any chubbier!?! It was a good day!