Buns, buns, buns!

Husband, in his infinite wisdom, decided this evening was a good time to announce it was his turn to bring the buns for Friday tea-break this week.
For 10 people. Requiring 2 each.

So, I donned my apron and got to work. 40 buns (needed some for us too, right?!) and 2 cakes (a snowman and a Christmas tree - for Missy of course!) later, I was done.

My wee buns never turn out perfect. But they always taste good. Yum!