Sam's Favorite Cinnamon Bread

Today, for the first time this winter, Sam and I decided to bake cinnamon bread. Instead of baking several loaves, as we usually do, we only baked little snowmen and Christmas trees.

The first time I did this was many years ago when Sam was small. Instead of baking an additional loaf, I took some of the batter and I poured it into some molded pans. 

When they were done baking, I put them on the cooling rack. Sam came over and stared at them silently for quite awhile before going back to sit on the couch.

Later that afternoon, out of nowhere, Sam came over to me and quietly said, "That was a cool thing you did with that cinnamon bread." 

It's hard to convey how astounding that kind of comment was, coming from him at that point in time. 

I think about this a lot. And every time I do, I almost tear up.

 In case you're interested, Here's the recipe...