We've been leaving a full drink dispenser out on the counter in an effort to get all of us more hydrated. The thing that keeps making me smile is that it has Family Secret Recipe emblazoned on the front. Makes me think of Grampa Walton with his squinty smirk, sipping "The Recipe" with the old girls down the road.
This particular "family recipe" for lemonade is just water, ice, a bottle of lemon juice concentrate, and coconut palm sugar (hence the odd brownish color).
Rz can carefully pour himself a drink unassisted, and often does. No more being roused from the depths of the couch and a good book for one small, incessantly nagging boy who wants a drink. Bonus.