The caramel rolls tried to escape before I baked them. Beer bottle as a size reference (thanks to my SIL).
But I baked them anyway…
The rolls turned out a bit doughy but were still very good.
This Santa plays a mean saxophone and dances. The twins were a little bit afraid of him so after his solo, he had to take a nap. Every time Santa’s name popped up, the twins said “Santa tired. Nap. Sleeping.”
He slept here…
The presents were unwrapped.
I spent more time playing and watching my family than I did taking pictures.
The house is quiet now. I miss them already. It’s just Mr. Aitch and me.
Ahhhhhhh…have a glass of wine and relax. Tomorrow will come soon enough!
Cute jazzy Santa! Enjoy the calmness as long as it lasts. 🙂
Rolls look delicious. My neighbior has a Santa that jumps over backwards. I loved watching him do his thing.