I still remember dropping the kids off at school and waving to Mrs. Alvarez across the street as she walked her dog, the way small greetings stitch a neighborhood together. Between soccer practice, homework calls, and making pancakes on a weekday morning, my porch has become our family’s small stage for daily hellos and seasonal smiles. My two kids, ages nine and eleven, love racing to see who spots the newest porch accent first, and that little squeal of recognition is worth every gluey craft session. When I rethink our entryway, I’m not chasing trends so much as trying to…