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Front door step clogged with blessings — FranklyStein

Sunporch1This is our welcome matt just outside of our sun porch, which leads to our front door. It says “Praise God from whom all blessings flow.” It should say, “Beware all who enter, the blessings are flowing out of control and you might trip over them.”

Having a sun porch just outside your front door can be a serious detriment. It becomes a dumping ground — a mudroom of sorts. Mudrooms are great if they are off the back door, but not so nice in front. This is the first impression visitors get when they come to our home. One time a friend generously described the disaster of our entryway as a sure sign that kids live here. Yes, there is no mistaking that.

On the day I took this picture there was at least a path to Sunporch2the front door. Beyond that my son’s lacrosse equipment is spewed all over the floor. There is also the hose to my husband’s shop vac, a basketball, my daughter’s swim bag, a bucket full of field hockey balls, a second swim bag, a pair of cleats, a couple of pairs of snow boots, an odd running shoe and a sweatshirt, blanket and football all dumped on the chair. In the corner is a trashcan filled with lacrosse sticks, a camp chair and a potato gun (don’t ask).

Over the years, the stuff that’s littered the porch has changed. When we first had kids, there were a half dozen strollers crammed in there. Then there were scooters, bikes and big bouncy balls. Now it’s mostly shoes and sports equipment.

About twice a year, I clean out the sun porch and attempt to find a home for all the stuff that gets dumped there. Believe it or not, we do have a shed, a cellar and several large closets.

sunporch4I envision sitting out there on the wicker couch, now heaped with bike helmets, and relaxing with a cup of coffee and the paper. We may have actually done that a couple of times in years past, but not recently. These days we are too busy rushing out the door, grabbing a couple of camp chairs and whatever sport’s item is in season.

Someday though, the blessings will have flown right out of the house. And then the mudroom will be a sun porch again. And I’ll have plenty of time to sit out there and relax and remember these crazy days with a smile.

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2013 EasterWFranklyStein is a blog by Chesapeake Family Magazine editor Betsy Stein who lives in Catonsville with her husband, Chris, and four children, Maggie, 14, Lilly, 13, Adam, 13, and Jonah, 9.


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