So after I had myself a little pity party I decided to do what I always do when all else fails, I called this woman:
And together we consulted this woman and let's just say the rest is now permanently upon my hips and thighs.
These beautiful babies are proof that with a little help from my mentor, Ahmo, miracles can happen. And let me tell ya, the heavens opened up and I swear I heard angels sing when I sunk my teeth into them. 
And someday, when my children are telling their children about my wonderful cinnamon rolls, I will remind them that if it weren't for Ahmo, they would still be eating fried canned biscuit dough for Christmas (not that there's anything wrong with that). Thank you, Ahmo, for passing down your talents and passions to all of us.
6 comments:
I love Ahmo and I don't even know her!! I just want to hug her neck.
Sounds like she is as awesome as Joshua's Nana...she is patient in showing me how to do what Mia is learning to do in those pics...sad I know...But hopefully Landice will be able to learn early too
Nice. Isn't it good to know you have someone who can help you out with stuff like that?
I made those cinnamon rolls as well and they were delish!
Those look yummy! You should share your recipe. I have just mastered the kind in the can - it only took me about 10 years! :)
I am trying to tell myself that canned crescent rolls with cinnamon and sugar rolled up in them are just as good...this is hard to do with your visuals...!
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