Sunday mornings


Often in this house we wake up with one of us wanting pancakes or donuts. It’s that little bit of Toronto still in us. This weekend we had a change of pace and cinnamon rolls were on the cards and so we all got up early as a family and whipped them out whilst listening to music and singing along to Forrest in his highchair. I know its going to be brief but for now he thinks we are the best singers and dancers in the universe. It’s always a pleasure spending a morning with these two.

- Sorry, we ate them before I could photograph the finished product.


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