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Summertime Smoothie



“Mommy, why does fruit taste SO good?”

I know, buddy, I know! Something so simple yet so satisfying! Not much beats the heat better than a nice cold smoothie and we just discovered a new favorite recipes of our courtesy of Uncle Aaron. He had quickly become the drink master for fun 4th of July drinks for the kids as we enjoy popcorn and watch the fireworks overlooking the lake. We couldn’t help but want to share this recipe with you, too!

Ingredients:
🍉Watermelon, cubed
🍓Frozen Strawberries
Strawberry Kool-Aid mix (optional)

Directions:
Combine seeded, cubed watermelon with frozen strawberries in blender. We found a 2 to 1 ratio to start helped blending easier on the front end. Then add frozen strawberries and continue blending to desired consistancy. If you want a little something sweet sprinkled in, use about a spoonful of Strawberry Kool-Aid mix at a time until it tastes 👌🏼 for your liking! Enjoy!


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