I declare it officially official. We have ourselves a three week old tradition and I like the smell of it.
Our Saturday mornings now boast of cinnamon rolls for breakfast. The simple variety that comes straight out of a pop open tube, but oh, those little rolls are delicious all the same. Thirty seconds of effort and ten minutes later, we have ourselves some cinnamony goodness. This here is definitely something I can commit to.
I hope your weekend has you savoring the comforts of home. Let the sunshine stream through your open window as you sit and allow yourself a quiet moment. And if your Saturdays include a tradition, carry it on, friends. Carry it on.