Raising Punk has been the most exciting and greatest adventure of my life. When I think back to days before Punk there are a few things I miss, but for the majority of the time I am completely fine with the burped stained clothes, piles of toys, and constant repeat of disney movies. When it comes to raising our little man, Hunk and I have different ideas of what it means to parent and I am fine with our differences too. I believe that our differences is what helps us to be the best parents possible for Punk.
I am more of the school learner type. I love to sit Punk down and play with blocks, look at books, and practice the few words he knows.
Hunk, on the other hand, likes to provide Punk with real world experience.
Last summer Hunk offered to babysit.
Then last night he offered to watch Hunk while I did laundry. Hunk also believes that since he has conquered every song on Rockband he is a legit. He actually refers to himself as a drummer. This is his idea of watching Punk as well.