When I was dating my husband, I had the privilege of meeting his grandparents. They are the neatest grandparents I'd ever met. However, it wasn't long after I'd first met them that their health started to deteriorate. Fortunately, I was able to receive a first hand lesson from grandma about how to make her famous cinnamon rolls.
Grandma's cinnamon rolls are what dreams are made of. In the eyes of my husband, there are no other rolls. My son craves their sweetness. As soon as he was big enough to pull open the deep freezer door, I knew that our days of keeping cinnamon rolls around were gone.
Cinnamon rolls only come around when it's the holidays, or special occasions, so needless to say as soon as November rolled around, I started making rolls.
The recipe grandma used is top secret. When I said my marriage vows, I was sworn in as a "Keeper of the Rolls". If it wasn't for this one small issue I would share the cinn-a-love with you my reader. But, I think if I were to divulge, I would have two very angry Aunts flying in from Kansas to teach me a thing or two about tradition.
So even though
these are not the rolls my family dreams, of, they are pretty good.
Even though I'm not quite sharing our family's traditional recipe, I'm curious. What are your traditional family recipes?
Jacob has been wanting a guitar for a very long time. We have been wanting to wait until he could better respect owning an instrument. Now being 5, we thought this would be a good time for him to start learning about playing and caring for a guitar. Jacob saved up all this birthday money, and we took him to Simple Sounds to pick out his first guitar.
When I was growing up my family had cross country skis. I loved going skiing although I don't think we went very often. I remember how hilarious I though my mom looked when she fell down. The skis that we had growing up were given to us to use now with our little ones. I've been excited to try it out again, but mostly to try it out with the kids. 
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