The evening starts off with dinner, because I was told I must feed my children, it’s like part of the parental rules they say. After dinner the bedtime routine begins, yes I said routine. Apparently someone thought it would be hilarious to provide me; a free spirit, just “wing it” sort of person, with two boys who thrive on routines. While it’s difficult to find the humor in that, I do my best. Once the boys are fast asleep in their beds and my oldest is tucked in; the house becomes silent for the first time since the children woke that morning. This silent time is when I look for ways to entertain myself, to get that comic relief needed after keeping the kids on track for their bedtime routine. …