Charming Egg Wreaths to Brighten Your Front Door I still remember the way Saturday mornings feel in our house: coffee steaming on the counter, two kids arguing softly over which cartoon to watch, and the neighbor waving as she walks her dog past our mailbox. Between soccer practices and piano lessons, small rituals give our days the shape that feels like home. Yesterday my daughter found a basket of craft supplies and insisted we “make something happy” for the door, and in an hour our hallway looked like a little studio. Those tiny, shared projects are what turned a bland…