I woke up to a tiny human asking if we could make donuts this morning, and after a long and stressful week, of course my answer was YES. I love that Tan values a slow morning at home playing with 16283 of his "favorite toys," playing outside, watching a show, and helping be my sous chef. Those are definitely a few of my favorite things when it comes to Saturday morning.

With that, I made Rocky Road Donuts and Strawberry Ginger Donuts; both dairy and gluten free.

ROCKY ROAD DONUTS (RECIPE 1)

Ingredients:

  • 2 cups gluten free flour
  • 1/4-1/2 cup pure maple syrup
  • Pinch of pink Himalayan sea salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4-1/2 cup unsweetened almond milk or water
  • 2 tablespoons ground chia + flax seeds
  • 3 tablespoons ground pecans
  • 1 egg or egg substitute
  • 1/4 cup GF marshmallows
  • 2 tablespoons Enjoy Life dark chocolate chips
  • 1 tablespoon GF cacao powder
  • 1 tablespoon Chosen Foods avocado oil
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract

ROCKY ROAD DONUTS (RECIPE 2)

Ingredients:

  • 2 cups GF flour
  • 2 tablespoons coconut oil
  • 2-3 tablespoons flavor God chocolate glazed donut seasoning
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 3 tablespoons ground chia seeds
  • Pinch of pink Himalayan sea salt
  • 1/4 cup ground pecans or almonds
  • 2 tablespoons GF mini marshmallows
  • 1 banana, mashed
  • 2-3 tablespoons cacao powder
  • 3 tablespoons dark chocolate chips
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/2 cup unsweetened vanilla almond milk

DIRECTIONS:

  1. Preheat oven to 375
  2. Add all dry ingredients into mixing bowl; stir
  3. Add wet ingredients, and blend everything together
  4. Pour into silicone donut molds (optional: line molds with sprayable Chosen Foods avocado oil)
  5. Bake at 375 for 20 minutes
  6. Remove from oven and let cool for 10 minutes
  7. Remove from molds and enjoy while still warm

STRAWBERRY GINGER DONUTS

INGREDIENTS:

  • 2 cups gluten free flour
  • 1/4-1/2 cup pure maple syrup
  • Pinch of pink Himalayan sea salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4-1/2 cup unsweetened almond milk or water
  • 2 tablespoons ground chia + flax seeds
  • 3 tablespoons ground pecans
  • 1 egg or egg substitute
  • 1/4 – 1/2 teaspoon fresh shaved ginger or ground ginger
  • 1 tablespoon Chosen Foods avocado oil
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 8-10 strawberries, chopped

DIRECTIONS:

  1. Preheat oven to 375
  2. Add all dry ingredients into mixing bowl; stir
  3. Add wet ingredients, and blend everything together
  4. Pour into silicone donut molds (optional: line molds with sprayable Chosen Foods avocado oil)
  5. Bake at 375 for 20 minutes
  6. Remove from oven and let cool for 10 minutes
  7. Remove from molds and enjoy while still warm


[Pre-Chorus]

‘Cause you brought the flames and you put me through hell

I had to learn how to fight for myself

And we both know all the truth I could tell

I’ll just say this is I wish youfare well 

[Chorus]

I hope you’re somewhere praying, praying

I hope your soul is changing, changing

I hope you find your peace

Falling on your knees, praying

Sometimes you just hear a song, and you think HOLY SHIT MY LIFE. The magic about music, is it evokes feeling. Pain. Sadness. Euphoria. Happiness. #allthethings. Music is magic; it transforms, transports and feeds the soul, sometimes healing it, even if just for a couple minutes.

I remember when my ex told me he wanted a divorce, I was a fucking wreck. I literally crumbled in my heart, my soul, and physically. The only thing that kept me sane was fitness. I remember my best friend Courtney telling me to listen to By the Grace of God by Katy Perry, and holy woah. That song played on repeat in my car for months. Literally. There were nights I rocked my baby to sleep and would collapse in so much sadness and pain and disbelief that this was my life. That overnight the rug was pulled out from under me, and every single thing I “knew” felt like a lie – an alien – a bad dream. Infidelity and selfishness from all angles destroyed me, my trust, and everything and anything I thought marriage and “normal” life was supposed to be like. To this day, I still feel jipped, but I’m no longer curled up on the bathroom floor asking the sky why this is my life (okay maybe sometimes I still ask that; I am a human being, and being a single mama is exhausting). I feel grateful and hashtag blessed for my sweet baby boy and the freedom I now have to be the kind of Mama he needs, in a judgement-free, emotionally safe place. I know it’s so fucking hard, but try to at least find a couple positives when it feels like your world is a war zone.


On top of going through divorce and custody rocking my world, I also have chronic back issues (4 herniated discs in my lower back) and most recently, also found out I have endometriosis. I struggle with anxiety and depression facing two chronic diseases (one of the spine and one of my abdomen), and get so frustrated I keep feeling like I take one step forward and go 179 back. BUT, those situations and diagnoses DO NOT DEFINE ME. I am strong. My mom and best friends and sister are my outlets and my rock. And I know that I’m being tested, but this is not the end. Hopefully it’s just a really really unlucky couple of years; there is beauty in the breakdown, so I’ll be here patiently (ahem, not so patiently, let’s be real) waiting for the light. But at the same time, never forgetting to light my own flame.


From “Praying”: 

Am I dead? Or is this one of those dreams, those horrible dreams, that seem like they last forever?

If I am alive, why? Why? If there is a God or whatever, something, somewhere, why have been I been abandoned by everyone and everything I’ve ever know? I’ve ever loved?

Stranded.

What is the lesson? What is the point?

God give me a sign or I have to give up. I can’t do this anymore.

Please just let me die, being alive hurts too much.”

So, whether you’re suffering from mental illness, from a breakup, from a divorce, leaving an abusive relationship or situation, or just trying to find peace from any sort of chronic plague coming at you in any shape of form….you have to listen to this new song by Ke$ha. Holy moly, if you’ve been through any hard shit, grab a tissue and que waterworks. Please, know you’re not alone. You’re not crazy. And damn it, keep the faith. For yourself.


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This song is so powerful, and you can be “praying” for anything or anyone. Because your peace deserves all the attention, respect, and effort first and foremost.

When I hear the lyrics, “And I don’t need you, I found a strength I’ve never known. I’ve been thrown out, I’ve been burned…” I think of my endo, and how there’s no cure or true treatment; I think of my back and how many times it’s failed me and what I want to actively do; I think of my divorce and I want a re-do button. But I also think that I have my whole life ahead and will never stop fighting for peace and pain-fee days, emotionally and physically.


Cheers to anyone and everyone going through hell and back. I hope this song empowers you. You are worthy and you are strong and you are a fighter 🙏🏼🙌🏼

*all photos screenshotted from Ke$ha’s “Praying” video on her YouTube channel

shelley and tanner

Photo by Bubba Durket

The more I’m surrounded by today’s hustle and bustle and modern day living where every 30-something neeeeds an “epic Bali adventure”, a “sickkkk vacation to Europe”, or constant nights out, I find myself asking repeatedly, “What if I’m okay with living the simple life now? What if I’m totally okay with not booking an ‘epic’ international getaway? What if I’m okay with not getting a babysitter on the weekends to go out? What if I’m okay with a tiny little boy who still crawls into my bed to co-sleep and take up my entire king-sized bed, leaving me a little sliver of space? What if I’m content and totally okay with the fact that my weekends now consist of waking up before 8 a.m. to a toddler jumping on my bed or poking my eyeballs with a Batman figurine? What if I’m okay with giving up fancy dinners and staying in to watch Moana and eat mac-n-cheese in sweat pants? What if I’m HAPPY because I’m living that simple, ‘boring’ mama life?!”


You see, I’m a single mom. And for the first couple of years, I parented solo most of the time. Now, I share every other weekend, and some of those weekends start on Thursdays, so Thursday to Sunday feels like an eternity. Add three-week-long vacations to that shared co-parenting time where my son is often across the country, and each of those weeks basically feel like a month. I get used to my tiny human roomie best friend 24/7. I get used to feeling like I can never catch my breath or catch up on errands, laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning, or…life. I get used to feeling anxious. I get used to feeling like I never have enough time, enough patience, or enough love to go around. Because I get used to feeling SO MUCH LOVE. Like, an infinite love. A mother’s love. A real, human love I’ve never felt before – to the simple life. To my little boy. To my “boring” life.


Amongst the chaos of “just” being a mama, I also work full-time for FIT4MOM, am a freelance writer, and run my own blog, where I wanderlust through mom-life and document it. I may have a really messed up back, a handful of gray hairs, fresh crow’s feet that have blessed my blue-eyed face, and a mind that never seems to turn off to let me sleep more than 6ish hours a night; but even with those “broken” parts of me, I am grateful. I am happy. I am positive. And I love the little, simple moments that make up each and every part of my life as a mom. My life as a 29-year-old. My life as Shelley, “the mama.”


So, what if I don’t want to spend my free time backpacking through the fiords of the South Pacific? [Actually, that sounds pretty nice, but hear me out…] What if I don’t want to feel like a world away from my little one…ever? What if I don’t want to worry about not having cellphone service in a third world country that may mean I can’t wifi my son every morning and evening? What if I never want to worry that I am further than a few hour plane ride away from my little cub? What if I find the most pride, the most happiness, and the most fulfillment from being a true local where we live, exploring every nook and cranny of San Diego? What if right now I can’t commit any free time to volunteer for the PTA or donate extra money to school fundraisers? What if sometimes I feel weird at other toddlers’ birthday parties because I’m a single parent and it reminds me I don’t have an adult teammate? What if all of that is SO normal, SO okay, and SO judgement-free from others? What if that is part of my world, because my little guy IS my whole wide world?


Because, right now, he is little. L.I.T.T.L.E. He is three. He is a toddler. Which means, three years ago, he was still kicking me in the ribs and hearing my beating heart from the inside. A brand new little being who appeared on this planet with bright eyes and his whole life ahead of him that hadn’t been written yet; hadn’t been influenced; hadn’t been persuaded by anything or anyone in the “outside” world. He could – and can – be whoever he wants to be. He can believe in whatever he wants to believe in, dream whatever dreams he wants to daydream, set whatever goals his heart desires. A year ago he was two, and therefore, still a baby.


Because of that, I’m 1000% more than okay with being “simple.” With giving my whole heart and my whole wide world to these moments, right here, right now. I know one day, his tiny squishy hands will turn into little boy knuckles and hairy fingers; his cute little baby-teeth-filled-smile will one day have little gaps and teeth that await the Tooth Fairy. His doll-sized clothes will eventually take up more than just a couple dresser drawers. His bad dreams will fade and his confidence will blossom, and he will eventually no longer crawl into “our bed” for comfort. Eventually Disney movies will turn into going to the movies with friends. Our special weekends, just the two of us, will someday be filled with sleepovers with little boys who run wild and the shuffle between soccer and baseball games and surf contests. One day he won’t want night-night kisses, snuggles, and 23947 bedtime stories, or “just oneeeee more show.” I know all of that. I know this babyhood – toddlerhood – and little-boyhood will fade. He will grow. As will I. So THAT is why I don’t need an epic international adventure right now, when I have my greatest adventure of all right here at home. That is why I’m content, excited, and thrilled to be a mama of a little boy who’s making memories with me and creating our little life. In our home. In our yard. In our local area, or on the staycations or vacations we plan, together. We explore and enjoy our favorite hobbies, things, foods, and adventures as a unit. As a family. I treasure this time being present in our “plain”, incomplex, transparent little life full of love, experiences, and the comfort of our routines that make a house a home and our a life an adventure. And an incredibly epic and peaceful one at that.

 

Also previously shared by Shelley Cameron on FIT4MOM

 

Ahhh, motherhood. Sweet, sweet motherhood. Behind the lack of sleep and momnesia, there’s so much beauty within everyday moments and memories. It’s no secret our littles grow way too fast and suddenly turn into 2 and 3-year-olds who seem to be going on 13…whether it’s getting through a new growth spurt, a new bedtime routine, beginning potty training, enrolling in preschool, or the little cherub who decided it’s a good idea to phase out of naps at 2 ½…we get it. The list of questions on howdoisurvivethis grow. We’ve been there. We feel for you. We support you. And the daily or weekly glass of wine or workout that gets you through the ups and downs. With that, here’s our round-up of how you know you’re a mama to a toddler, and the firecracker that they are.

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1. You soon learn that Legos are your worst nightmare, and you fear stepping on one more than you fear stepping on a bee.
2. You’re lucky if you (ever) get anywhere on time, which is basically a half hour late according to the mom clock.
3. You traded designer handbags for grab-and-go-rough-and-tough durable bags back in the infant days, and make sure those mini suitcases are filled with wipes and snacks – at ALL times. Because Lord help you if you head out for errands and forget snacks for the hangry monster that will appear out of nowhere; even if they ate all their breakfast!
4. You basically do not own any white or nice item of clothing, because what’s the point? The risk of every and all kinds of stains will find their way right to you – smears of any kind have become a dangerous look to any wardrobe these days.
5. Speaking of stains – forget only packing a change of clothes for your mini. You probably keep a spare set of clothing (and if you don’t, you should) in your car since toddlers are basically little drunk people who are a liability to any outfit.
6. When you get in someone’s car who doesn’t have kids, you’re literally shocked at how clean it is. “Is this brand new? It looks so clean and smells so nice.” “No, Mama, it’s like four years old…..” Wait, what? Cars can look this clean when they’re not fresh off the lot? Mind. Blown.
7. You might think you’re the boss, but you’re definitely not. Your toddler is the king or queen of your castle, and won’t let you forget it.
8. When your friends without kids spend the day with you, they’re home asleep by 5pm or pouring a glass of wine beforehand, wondering how in the world you manage the chaos all day. Oh, those sweet little things and how innocent they are pre-parenting.
9. Is it bad to want noise-silencing headphones or dream of quiet, uninterrupted bathroom breaks, showers, or meals? No, most definitely not. What is silence? That’s a thing?
10. The toddler tornado is SO real. Or, also known as a category 5 hurricane that blows through with gusts up to 100mph, with no predictable weather pattern. You feel it. Your house feels it. And your partner or family never fails to walk in the door during the eye of the storm and ask, “What have you been doing all day and why is the house so messy?!” The. Nerve.
11. You sing Hallelujah and say a prayer for your former favorite TV shows to Rest In Peace. Perhaps you’ll remember to DVR them and manage to get through a series within a year. But they’ve most likely been replaced with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Princess Sophia, Blaze, or some other annoyingly lovable, quotable show on Disney Jr. or Nick Jr.
12. Your sanity and appearance will be questioned daily, and probably like 16293 times within a 12-hour span. But your heart has never been so full (or your hands). Good thing under-eye concealer and eye-brightening shadows can help mask three years of sleep deprivation.
13. Speaking of sleep…are there people who truly sleep for 8-10 hours uninterrupted and in peace without flailing limbs knocking them in the face or body parts throughout the night? Because let’s be real, you probably haven’t slept in or so solidly since college. The toddler who originally falls asleep so sweet and angelic, magically seems to turn into an octopus-like creature with 8 arms in the middle of the night. All of which end up on you or smacking you.
14. No small item is safe. They’re either trying to eat it or throw it at your face. You become a ninja overnight and have all-star catching abilities.
15. Is there such thing as a car ride where shoes stay on? As if you weren’t running late already, now you get to wrestle the little cat in your backseat and try to put their shoes back on (for the tenth time of the day).

 

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16. You have to reheat your tea or coffee at least 5 times throughout the day, because heaven forbid you get to finish a cup in one sitting. Do they make caffeine IVs yet? And you don’t even remember what eating a warm meal is like since you have to chop your mini’s meal up in little chunks prior to even considering sitting down in front of your plate.
17. You immediately panic when your kids are present, not napping, and there is silence. They very well may be coloring the walls, “painting” the dog, setting a new makeup trend by using all of yours, re-organizing your cabinets (that you just sorted), or jumping into the piles of your freshly washed and folded laundry. They say silence is golden, but that goes out the window in toddlerland.

 

18. Little white lies sneak up on your tongue….that food you don’t want to share? “Sorry, buddy, it’s soooo spicy.” “Wayyyy too hot.” “You’re allergic.” #shameless

 

19. You listened to your pediatrician and kept your little angel away from electronics until they were two years old.  But now that they throw the most insane tantrums in the middle of grocery aisle number 8? “Hey, want to watch a show?” You have to stay home from work because they had to stay home from school? Cartoon marathon so you can get through emails. No judgment. Just understanding that sometimes a few minutes of peace are worth any cartoon in the world.
20. You realize how weird and downright wacky some bedtime stories are. What the heck were some of these authors on?! Of course, most are beautiful and full of warm and fuzzies, but some are more bizarre than you ever remember hearing when you were little. and there’s no chance you’re getting past bedtime before reading at least 5-10 books since toddlers all seem like they just downed a cup of coffee right before bedtime.
21. Things that would have completely and utterly disgusted you pre-parenthood have become your norm. They’re still awful, of course, but the thought of getting peed on or boogers flicked on you when you were in your 20s versus surviving infanthood and now toddlerhood, does the word gross even have meaning anymore?
22. Your house is no longer properly feng shuied or decorated with tasteful items on your coffee table. Magazines get shredded, vases get broken, and picture frames get chucked across the room. Because of that, there isn’t one thing that’s left under 3’ shelves. Except dirty hand prints. and you immediately regret going over to friend’s houses who don’t have kids, because your little monster, ehem, angel, probably just detroyed all their most valuable, prescious things.
23. You once dreaded going to the park in fear of awkwardly socializing with other moms, or being surrounded by little monsters you don’t know. But now, if you don’t make it to the park or a strenuous activity, you’re stuck with what feels like a rabid dog in a cage the rest of the day.
24. You question who on earth invented the mini potty-training toilets. Why do they come in ten pieces? Why are they so hard to clean? Why do boys pee on every inch of the bathroom EXCEPT in the potty? Why do toddlers take poops as big as grown men? We’ll never know….oh the bathroom mysteries.
25. Happy hour is no longer at 5pm involving drinks with girlfriends. It’s more like happy ten minutes; the interval between when your kids are finally asleep and before you pass out by 9pm.
26. You follow a healthy lifestyle. Wine is made from fermented grapes, so it’s basically a fruit, and you’re fully convinced it most definitely counts as a daily fruit serving.
27. You turn into superwoman when you’re running errands. Remember the days you used to poke in Target for an hour and actually enjoy yourself? Now you have the superpower of getting in and out within 20 minutes. BUT, that being said, you also sneak away to Target when you’re kidless and happily enjoy trying on clothes, getting a caramel latte, and buying $100 worth of things you don’t actually need.
28. People actually shut the door when they need to use the bathroom? Peeping Toms are frowned upon? Cue Justin Bieber’s, What Do you Mean?
29. Speaking of Justin Bieber, when did he turn into an adult? Does that mean we’re old now? Wasn’t he our age? I’m so confused. And you’re confused who any modern pop star is. Because they’re like 12. And we’re like….shhh.
30. You have to buy wrinkle cream, under-eye lifting serums, and dye your gray hair. Hair starts to grow in weird places, skin begins to sag, and when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you realize you’re slowly resembling your mom. Here’s to hoping she has good genes!

 

31. Your phone used to have like 20,000 photos of your newborn napping peacefully, accomplishing all their “firsts” and special milestones, crawling down the hallway, etc. Now, you’re lucky if you snap one photo a week of your active toddler, since you’re too busy chasing after them and making sure your phone isn’t being flushed down a toilet.

 

Originally written by Shelley and shared on FIT4MOM‘s blog

 


Chocolate Vanilla Almond Butter Muffins

Makes 12 muffins 

Ingredients:

  • 1 1/2 cups gluten free baking flour 
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon baking powder
  • 3-4 tablespoons ground chia + flax seeds (combined)
  • 3/4 cup coconut sugar 
  • 1/8 – 1/4 teaspoon cinnamon 
  • 1/2 tablespoon Chocolate Glazed Donut Flavor God
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 6-8 dates, chopped finely or ground in food processor
  • 2 tablespoons coconut butter, softened
  • 2-4 tablespoons Enjoy Life dark chocolate chips
  • 2 eggs or vegan option – chia eggs or applesauce
  • 3/4 cup unsweetened cashew milk
  • 2 tablespoons Chosen Foods avocado oil or coconut oil
  • 2 tablespoons Justin’s almond butter (any flavor or plain)
  • Optional: 1 teaspoon honey or pure maple syrup 


Diredtions: 

  1. Preheat oven to 325 F
  2. Add all dry ingredients into a large mixing bowl (leave out chocolate chips)
  3. Add wet ingredients to dry ingredients and mix
  4. Add chocolate chips into batter and stir
  5. Spray muffin tin with coconut or avocado oil or line with baking cups
  6. Add batter to muffin tin, distributing evenly 
  7. Bake at 325 F for about 25 minutes, or until middle is cooked thoroughly and tops are golden brown
  8. Let cool and enjoy (our favorite way is when still slightly warm!)

San Diego Boat Show

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San Diego has been having THE MOST BEAUTIFUL weather this past week (did anyone else feel like #junegloom was never going to end?!) Here’s to hoping this sunshine sticks around!)
One of my favorite thing about living in America’s Finest City is that there are always fun events going on, and more than that, events that are family + kid friendly. As a single mom with a toddler wingman, this is near and dear to my heart (and my adventure list).
This Thursday and Friday, San Diego welcomes a huge international boat show at Spanish Landing Park, East.
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Additional info can be found here.

San Diego International Boat Show
1380 Harbor Island Drive

San Diego, CA 92101

 

f you go to the boat show, get social! #SDBoatShow, and tag the show using @SDIntlBoatShow on Twitter, @SanDiegoInternationalBoatShow on Facebook, and @SDIntlBoatShow on Instagram.

 

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  • 1 cup fresh organic + local basil leaves
  • 1 ripe organic avocado
  • 2-3 garlic cloves, roughly chopped
  • 1⁄2 cup unsalted, organic cashews, raw or roasted
  • 1⁄2 cup  parmesan and/or romano cheeses OR sub with  2 Tablespoons Nutritional Yeast to make dairy free/vegan
  • 1⁄2 cup Chosen Foods olive or avocado oil
  • 1/4 teaspoon fresh lemon juice
  • Pinch of salt
  • Freshly ground black pepper

 

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  1. Add all ingredients into food processor and blend until desired consistency is achieved
  2. Add to chicken, steak, salads, charcuterie boards, tomato + mozzarella, and more!

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Tanny and I are totally head-over-heels for his new lunch box, so we wanted to say hiiii and share!

 

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What I love as a mom: the compartments that tell you exactly what to pack [dairy, protein, veggies, fruits, grains, and a little circle for whatever your little heart desires, aka probably a treat of some-kind]. This Bento Box is also the only one we’ve ordered so far that fits IN his lunchbox WITH ice packs [others were too big, and his Batman lunchbox is kind of a big deal, so that was always an issue].

 

 

 

 

What T loves as a toddler: it’s basically a fancy AF lunchable and the compartments are a fun surprise at lunch time, and cute to eat out of [I mean, he totally tells me that…]

 

 

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Interested or love this little gem as much as we do? There are a few different colors and you can shop below:

 

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P.S. This totes is NOT sponsored, I just really love and stand behind this Bento Box!

P.P.S. it also comes in a larger teen + adult size (yewww), or a mini snack size:

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Summer is for adventures, staycations, memories, and warm nights. Say yes to things you normally wouldn’t, enjoy moments with friends, and get out and explore with this

s u m m e r    b u c k e t    l i s t

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Homemade Healthy Fudgesicles

Makes 4

ingredients

  • Dairy-free milk [almond milk, cashew milk, coconut milk, etc.] OR whole milk for toddlers who aren’t intolerant or on dietary restrictions
  • 1 tablespoon chia seeds, ground or whole
  • 1 tablespoon ground flax seeds
  • 1/2 – 1 banana OR 1/4 avocado OR both
  • 2 tablespoons yogurt of choice. [I used unsweetened coconut yogurt; if you used milk and aren’t dairy-free or intolerant, feel free to use any plain or vanilla yogurt with low sugar]
  • 1 tablespoon 100% cacao powder [dairy-free]
  • optional: 1 tablespoon coconut sugar, 100% pure maple syrup, or honey [if not Vegan]
  • optional for protein: add 1 tablespoon cashews [soaked overnight]

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directions

  1. Add all ingredients into a blender and blend until smooth
  2. Divide evenly into popsicle molds and freeze at least 4 hours, or until solid

 

* How adorable are these ice cream popsicle molds, PS?! Scoop them up by clicking on the image below :