My nighttime rituals have changed a lot. I used to stay out late going to rock shows or hanging out with friends drinking wine, come home buzzed, watch TV or play guitar, fall asleep on the couch and crawl to bed about an hour later. Now with Violet, my nighttime routine has proliferated considerably. We have ‘movie time,’ ‘story time,’ back massage (not to be confused with arm massage,) tell-me-what-you’re-going-to-dream-about-time, and if Daddy doesn’t happen to be home, a