|My Mom always made everything a celebration. Our birthdays were not just a regular day. On our birthdays we didn't have to do any chores. Nothing! That by itself was a perfect day! First thing in the morning, I couldn't come downstairs until Mom or Dad called for me.|
Walking down the stairs, I couldn't help but smile knowing how special everything was going to be. As I stepped down each step I could see the lights had been dimmed, and I could smell my favorite breakfast, anything bacon! After the last step I would look up and see my family standing around a beautifully decorated table, arranged with flowers, a chocolate iced cake (my favorite) decorated beautifully, presents sitting on my plate and my family smiling and singing Happy Birthday to me. I can't tell you how much those memories mean to me. Like I said, my Mom always makes everything a celebration! Thankfully some of my Mom's creativity has rubbed off on me. My best friend, Angie, calls me Rosie Jr. I love it.
- leave them out and have a muddy looking syrup no one would want to taste
- add food coloring and get a strong dose of red 40 (which has been shown to cause a lot of problems in kids and adults.)
- add the minimum amount of red hots, just to turn the syrup red and add more cinnamon flavor