The Sweet Smell...

...of homemade caramel pecan cinnamon rolls.

Boo and I whipped up a double batch last week. We baked some immediately and then reserved some for this week. I popped some in the oven the other morning and someone smelled them from the basement and came a runnin' up the stairs? That someone was Ian.

"I smell something GOO-OOOD!!!! Did you make CINNAMON ROLLS?"
As I replied, "Why, yes!" This is the picture I got:

Cause, in this family, the way to my boys' hearts is through my baking.
That face is the best thank you a Momma could ever get. Pure l-o-v-e. As I always say to the boys, sometimes it's not the words that we use, but often the body language that we project, that really evokes the true emotion of the moment. Have a beautiful day!