My kids are punks! Beautiful, smart, helpful, amazing punks, but punks none-the-less. My house is a disaster most of the time, the laundry pile is currently big enough for my kids to bury each other in (I have pictures, but I refuse to post them), I don't make any of my kids hair bows, and I am always running 15 minutes late! I am in the P.T.A., but I'm pretty sure they would like to fire me, I hate yard work, and some days I forget or choose not to shower and get dressed. Let me know if I've left anything out.
My husband is a punk too! He's also brilliant, thoughtful, funny and supportive, not to mention kind of cute. He spoils me rotten and he's really fun to hang out with, but he knows exactly how to push my buttons and thoroughly enjoys making me crazy a lot of the time. We fight every single day and we make up (almost) every single day. Are you jealous yet? Keep reading. This is our life.