I still remember the first night we moved into this house, my son asleep with a toy truck tucked under his arm and my daughter proudly arranging her doll’s tea set on the counter. As a mom in my forties who loves mixing pieces from our family heritage with fresh finds, I wanted a kitchen that felt lively and welcoming. My husband and I often joke that our parents raised us on big family meals, so our home has always been about color, comfort, and stories passed down. Neighbors stop by for coffee, my siblings bring over thrifted treasures, and…