For most things, eating organic poses an availability problem. At least it does if you are looking for convenience. While there are a few organic choices for some convenience foods, generally we find that if we want something, we have to make it ourselves.
The longer we lead this lifestyle, the more I realize that some things really aren’t that hard.
Harder than grabbing a box of something while at the store?
Too hard that you can’t take a half an hour out of your day to make.
And you get dual benefits from making it yourself.
First, you know exactly what is in it. No preservatives, no artificial nothing. You have 100% control and knowledge over what is in your food. Second, by getting your kids involved you teach them how to do for themselves and you can bond with them at the same time.
One of the big challenges with going organic is in the frozen novelty section. Good luck finding organic popsicles and ice cream bars, and if you do they are probably super expensive. But you can easily make your own.
Homemade popsicles can be made with plastic cups and straws, or you can go as far as buying some ice pop molds that you can reuse again and again. We opted for the molds but also had some mixture left and poured it into plastic cups and used straws as the stick. Worked like a charm.
For your information, these are the molds we have:
Tovolo Green Groovy Ice Pop Molds – Set of 6 (seen in the recipe below)
We also use this book for inspiration: Ice Pop Joy
Page 62 of Ice Pop joy has a recipe for Blackberry Swirl Ice Pops. We didn’t have any blackberries so we changed it up a bit.
- 1 cup strawberries
- ½ cup blueberries
- Juice from ½ lemon or 2 tbsp lemon juice
- 1 banana
- 4 tbsp raw agave nectar
- ½ cup plain yogurt
- Place strawberries, blueberries and lemon juice in a blender and combine.
- Add remaining ingredients and puree until smooth.
- Pour mixture into cups or pop molds and insert sticks.
- Freeze pops for 2hrs or more until solid.
Look at all that color and not a drop of dye to be found!
My kids loved these, in fact, I asked Abby for a bite of hers and she said “no, go get your own.” Before the parent in me kicked in, all I could do was laugh.