Ben lost the last first tooth of our little family on Sunday. He tried so hard to keep them all in because, well, he's my baby.
I was a little sad for me and very happy for him. He' s growing up on me.
I tried my hand at sourdough cinnamon rolls tonight.
Guess what? They turned out great! I even let the kids get up and try one. It was 10:30pm, but we don't do things like that on a normal basis, so they were thrilled to be able to come down and eat a half of a cinnamon roll with us. I mean, how could I make them smell that wonderful smell and then not let them have a little? I'm not that mean. :)