Nick and I tied the knot this past January, so we’re still in our first year of marriage. As we’re closing in on a year, though, I’m excited to navigate through this new holiday season with Nick. We haven’t been able to spend Thanksgiving or Christmas together before, so it’s especially exciting getting to spend it together as our own little family.
I feel like the holiday season is when all of the family traditions really come out. I love the holidays so much, and I get giddy thinking about the holiday traditions that Nick and I can start and also the special ones that we will carry on from our families.
There are already a couple of traditions that we know we definitely know we will be carrying on. We actually already do pizza nights like his family has done for many years! On my side, one of my favorite traditions that we do is homemade cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning and on snow days. They are absolutely delicious, and something I really look forward to every year.
For a long time, we only made cinnamon rolls on Christmas, but we loved them so much, that we decided to also make them on snow days. I grew up in Texas where, as you probably know, we don’t get much snow, so the cinnamon rolls were still for special occasions! Snow days are already awesome on their own, but adding the cinnamon rolls made them perfect.
Now, Nick and I live in Alaska. I know that I want to carry on the cinnamon roll tradition, but we can’t do them every snow day. We would gain some extra pounds quick! We decided that we would have cinnamon rolls for breakfast on the first snow fall of the season. I just kept hoping that the first snow would fall on the weekend… and it did! Christmas is still a couple months away, but snow is here!
Our Snowy Sunday
For the past week, we’ve been seeing a snowflake or two, sometimes even four, in the weather forecast. Once those snowflakes made it closer than the end of the 10-day forecast, Nick and I started getting excited for the possibility of seeing it snow for the first time in Alaska. It was looking like Sunday was going to be our best bet for snow, and I was pumped because it was on the weekend! Woohoo! Nick and I agreed that we would stay home on Sunday morning, make some cinnamon rolls, and listen to a sermon online if it actually snowed.
This morning when I woke up, it was raining. 33 degrees. I was bummed but still hopeful, because the temperature was supposed to be dropping throughout the day. Sure enough, about an hour after we got up, she rain turned into snow. It wasn’t sticking right away because everything was wet, but it was snow!
So I made those homemade cinnamon rolls that I love so much. The cinnamon rolls that my family makes are passed on from my great grandmother. They are slightly different than your gooey, frosting-covered rolls. The recipe is actually adapted from a biscuit recipe, so they remind me more of a pastry than the typical cinnamon rolls you would think of. The dough itself is a slightly different consistency, but it still has that wonderful sugar and cinnamon inside. We think they’re sweet enough, so we don’t usually put any sort of frosting on top. I’m still practicing to become comfortable with making them, so mine aren’t always the prettiest. But you can bet they still taste delicious!
As I’m writing this at 2pm, it’s still snowing. There’s a nice dusting on the ground. The cars and the rooftops are white. Kids are outside playing. It’s the perfect Sunday snow day.
I’m thankful for the lazy day spent in pajamas, playing Minecraft with my husband, drinking warm tea as the world around us turns white, and cinnamon rolls.
I’m thankful for old family traditions and new ones. What are some of your favorite family traditions?