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Lotion

I've been making a body lotion for years. I got the "recipe" from my Aunt Kathy (thanks Aunt Kathy!) about a 1,000 years ago. It is so easy and makes for really great gifts. Over the years I have experimented with different blends and smells. Some I like. Some will never be repeated. The recipe is as follows: 
1 regular sized bottle of baby lotion (any brand works. I prefer Johnson's b/c it's thicker)
1 large (like BIG) container of Vaseline
Vitamin E oil (optional. I use about 1 Tbsp)
Place all ingredients in bowl (I use a stand mixer) and mix until smooth. 
This recipe works well with the lavender scented lotion too. Today I made a variation of this lotion that I am very happy with. I replaced Vaseline with coconut oil and added in some lavender essential oil (about 15 drops). I put all the ingredients in my stand mixer and whipped the snot out of it until it was smooth. Anyone who has used coconut oil before knows it melts easily. I've used plain coconut oil for years as a body moisturizer. When I mixed everything together the oil melted and it was not as thick as when I use Vaseline. However, since I jarred it and let it rest it has firmed up some. This recipe makes about 4 cups or 2 large jars of lotion. It will last you forever. A little bit goes a very long way with this stuff! Enjoy!
That is not the actual lotion bottle I used. I used a smaller bottle of lotion to make this batch.


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