I love the wreath on my front door. It is a reminder that my house is a home. And the fingerprints on the windows are a sign of children who are ready and willing to engage the world. The broken door handle is just a life experiment gone wrong. And the dirt in the carpet is evidence that childhoods are being built, and people are being formed. Our house says a lot about us, but sometimes the imperfections and the mess make it our own. Let me take you on a tour of my house. What does your house say about you?