Every Sunday of my childhood, my mom and dad would always make cinnamon rolls for breakfast.
Sometimes they were homemade, other times they were out of a can. Either way, they kept up this tradition pretty much our entire childhood…and I think they still do it to this day. Those days that we had the store-bought cinnamon rolls they were good, but they were never as good as the homemade versions.
I think that sometimes they skimped a little because it was just so much easier and faster. After I found this recipe on The Girl Who Ate Everything, I started to think that if they would have known how simple a cinnamon roll cake was, we would have probably been having that instead.
Now that I know how to make it, and even that it exists as an option, I carry on the tradition of Sunday morning cinnamon rolls, only with a little bit of a twist. I never have any trouble getting my kids up for church when they know this is what’s waiting for them.
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