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You know that you’re getting older or just becoming more of a square when you begin a sentence with “children these days.” Yes, children these days….they are frightening me. Is it that they don’t get to play in the dirt enough? Isn’t that what childhood is all about? It’s the time when our appearance doesn’t really matter. It’s the time when we can have a mullet and remain completely unaware of how dorky that makes us. It’s the time when fashion is irrelevant and we’re proud of our hand-me-downs. It’s the short time when we can be gloriously, beautifully, tastefully disheveled.
Summer plus childhood equals: sticky watermelon coated faces, grass stained jeans, lemon-aide stands, boycotting all clothes except for your swimsuit, building homes for small insects….. and running wild. When I was a kid I perfected that last one. My bosom buddy, Sarah, and I terrorized the neighborhood with our in-expendable energy. No flower was safe from our thieving fingers, no ears were unaffected by our shrieking and no tree was left unconquered. And if there were strawberry Popsicles in the freezer…. what a lovely excuse to pause, refuel and repeat.
This is quite possibly the scariest picture I have ever seen.
Summer Strawberry Popsicles!
Makes 4 Heavenly, Creamy, Tart Treats
Ingredients
1 Cup Fresh Strawberries, hulled and quartered
1 Six Ounce Container of Low-Fat or Fat-Free Greek Yogurt
2 Tablespoons Agave or Honey
4 Tablespoon Orange Juice
Directions
Pop it all in a blender or food processor. Blend until smooth. Pour into your Popsicle molds and freeze overnight. Eat.. smile.
All pictures were taken by the man who hates Popsicles, Evan Lentz. He has no idea what he’s missing!