I remember juggling school drop-offs and neighborhood playdates while standing at my kitchen counter, a coffee cooling beside a pile of construction paper and ribbon. As a forty-something mom with two kids aged eight and twelve, our evenings are a flurry of homework, piano practice, and the comforting chaos of family life. Neighbors stop by with cookie swaps and small requests for last-minute party decor, and I often find myself turning simple craft sessions into tiny business opportunities between school runs. Those moments of folding, stamping, and laughing with my kids taught me how easy it is to transform homemade…