Cinnamon Rolls

Mckenna and Raigynn don't usually pair up, but for a few days these 2 were buds. I love watching their relationship blossom and become stronger. This night they begged me to make something! I was in no mood to oversee anything so I did what any responsible mother would do - told them whatever they did had to be unsupervised. I wasn't sure what they would come up with. After I while I came into the kitchen and realized they were making a family favorite, cinnamon rolls. They did an awesome job and were so proud of their accomplishment. Of course with a big family--the cinnamon rolls were gone pretty quick!

I have fond memories making cinnamon rolls with my Grandma Robbins. She was a pro and they always tasted just right. Thinking back on our times together in the kitchen I realize how much patience she showed towards me and how passionate she was in pleasing her family. I can still remember walking into her kitchen with the smell of bread baking or the sweetness of cinnamon rolls rising. Grandma would place her finished pans off rolls in the back on her washer and dryer, which I always thought a little odd. Now I realize it was because her kitchen was so small. I don't remember her ever complaining about it.  I swear she must have made 4-5 batches. They were always  covered in white tea towels waiting to be devoured. So many fond memories of times spent in her kitchen. Rolling, squeaking, layering the dough with pure yumminess, and of course sliding the roll in oil to its rightful place.

I love that a simple cinnamon roll recipe can bring back such good memories. Not only am I reminded of the good woman that my Grandma was, but I am able to give a glimpse of her to my kids. I know Grandma would be super proud of them and I am too.