I still remember the first time I hung tiny paper hearts with my daughter on a sleepy January afternoon, coffee cooling on the counter while my son raced toy cars across the kitchen floor. As a mom in my forties with two kids between 8 and 12, our days are a mix of school runs, neighborhood chats over the fence, and quick moments where a little sparkle makes the whole house smile. Those small rituals—like swapping a neutral pillow for a rosy one or tucking a note into a lunchbox—have become my secret way of celebrating. If you love simple,…
