<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215</id><updated>2012-02-03T13:18:53.591-06:00</updated><category term='h'/><category term='`'/><title type='text'>The Dohrmann Daily</title><subtitle type='html'>We're Spreading Our Wings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>874</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-371408713646073036</id><published>2012-01-27T22:19:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:51:21.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesame Street Live</title><content type='html'>It was fitting that we went to this show for a few reasons.&amp;nbsp; 1.&amp;nbsp; We saw this show exactly three years ago on Makenna's 2nd birthday!&amp;nbsp; It was Bennett's turn.&amp;nbsp; 2.&amp;nbsp; I had found out that morning that I was pregnant with Bennett.&amp;nbsp;He was there in spirit, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59qDX6cBxas/TyoVfWQgjuI/AAAAAAAAENE/xW0pB3wUR1c/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59qDX6cBxas/TyoVfWQgjuI/AAAAAAAAENE/xW0pB3wUR1c/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You'd think an almost five year old wouldn't really be too excited for this, but man- she was!&amp;nbsp; I think it's because she enjoys live performanes so much, and we've taken her to quite a few.&amp;nbsp; Let's be honest...she's fairly cultured in the liberal arts department. :)&amp;nbsp; She also used to do "Sesame Street Lines" in dance.&amp;nbsp; They would walk in lines across the studio to work on a specific skill, much like drills for you jocks.&amp;nbsp; She kept saying she was really excited for Sesame Street Lines. Bennett just kept saying "Elmo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-show.&amp;nbsp; Just look at his face.&amp;nbsp; If that doesn't have ornery written all over it....?&amp;nbsp; His shirt I bought at Target.&amp;nbsp; Too cute!&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Everything I know I learned from The Street&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; As if he's all gangsta&amp;nbsp;and from the hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F6w9qq4nHuw/TyoP5M6UbSI/AAAAAAAAEL0/8M68_T40q4w/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F6w9qq4nHuw/TyoP5M6UbSI/AAAAAAAAEL0/8M68_T40q4w/s320/004.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We went to the Sprint Center early to catch a close up glimpse or two of some of the characters.&amp;nbsp; Makenna was such a big helper!&amp;nbsp; She made sure to help keep track of him.&amp;nbsp; Her sweet body language says it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9pV8TLi7K0/TyoRBi5q6dI/AAAAAAAAEL8/xvOAncOwrjA/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9pV8TLi7K0/TyoRBi5q6dI/AAAAAAAAEL8/xvOAncOwrjA/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9ZbLdmN_U/TyoRJTTkjLI/AAAAAAAAEMI/Jn5vXrAyvVc/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9ZbLdmN_U/TyoRJTTkjLI/AAAAAAAAEMI/Jn5vXrAyvVc/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dC1Lj3J4muo/TyoRMCO8GRI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/0hbPhGpcJik/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dC1Lj3J4muo/TyoRMCO8GRI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/0hbPhGpcJik/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And even in this one, she has a hold of his hand.&amp;nbsp; Sweet girl.&amp;nbsp; He's along for the ride, because whatever "Mana" does, Bennett does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LX_LsIN4lmE/TyoRh_3ZEEI/AAAAAAAAEMY/KdsQSf_xtA8/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LX_LsIN4lmE/TyoRh_3ZEEI/AAAAAAAAEMY/KdsQSf_xtA8/s320/008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bennett wasn't scared, nervous, timid, nothing, nada.&amp;nbsp;He was giving High 5's, hugs, etc to the characters and thought it was totally cool!&amp;nbsp; You can't see his little head in this picture, but Zoey is shaking his hand.&amp;nbsp; Soon after this picture was taken, the characters came right by us.&amp;nbsp; Ernie gave the kids and I a great big hug.&amp;nbsp; It was really sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omcIuiL35wY/TyoTfUHHsUI/AAAAAAAAEMg/YkBsCCOHDfM/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omcIuiL35wY/TyoTfUHHsUI/AAAAAAAAEMg/YkBsCCOHDfM/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They sat together in one seat the entire time.&amp;nbsp; They nicely shared a tub of popcorn and thoroughly enjoyed themselves, and the show!&amp;nbsp; No fights, no tantrams, no spills...nothing but a good memory.&amp;nbsp; A super fun Friday morning activity with my kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMa65W8Rrek/TyoUNwrzekI/AAAAAAAAEMo/_DujgryQjq8/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMa65W8Rrek/TyoUNwrzekI/AAAAAAAAEMo/_DujgryQjq8/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUrngT3Wvos/TyoUUu2kdmI/AAAAAAAAEMw/ytlrKjtgtDY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rUrngT3Wvos/TyoUUu2kdmI/AAAAAAAAEMw/ytlrKjtgtDY/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Man.&amp;nbsp; I sure love 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8st8Jcv1vZM/TyoUjDmGusI/AAAAAAAAEM8/_Mk2djueTGo/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8st8Jcv1vZM/TyoUjDmGusI/AAAAAAAAEM8/_Mk2djueTGo/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-371408713646073036?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/371408713646073036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=371408713646073036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/371408713646073036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/371408713646073036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2012/01/sesame-street-live.html' title='Sesame Street Live'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59qDX6cBxas/TyoVfWQgjuI/AAAAAAAAENE/xW0pB3wUR1c/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4645069868554246158</id><published>2012-01-26T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:18:38.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Doll Baby</title><content type='html'>Thank Heaven for Little Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1u5dKZ9Gsus/TyoOhtXFQbI/AAAAAAAAELs/uKKxKumvoGo/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1u5dKZ9Gsus/TyoOhtXFQbI/AAAAAAAAELs/uKKxKumvoGo/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4645069868554246158?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4645069868554246158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4645069868554246158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4645069868554246158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4645069868554246158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2012/01/doll-baby.html' title='Doll Baby'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1u5dKZ9Gsus/TyoOhtXFQbI/AAAAAAAAELs/uKKxKumvoGo/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6044326320142320687</id><published>2012-01-24T21:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:15:15.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary had a Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick video of Makenna "reading" a new beginner book for pre-readers.&amp;nbsp; She's reading the pictures...she's not reading the words.&amp;nbsp; Although actually on that note, she's about ready for site words.&amp;nbsp; That's the next step!&amp;nbsp; She'll sound out and put together the words, and can sometimes even figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual text reads:&lt;br /&gt;Mary had a...&lt;br /&gt;dinosaur...&lt;br /&gt;with horns...&lt;br /&gt;and spotty knees.&lt;br /&gt;It shared her lunch,&lt;br /&gt;it pushed her swing...&lt;br /&gt;it helped her climb some trees.&lt;br /&gt;It followed her...&lt;br /&gt;to school one day.&lt;br /&gt;The children said, &lt;br /&gt;"That's cool!"&lt;br /&gt;It made the children laugh...&lt;br /&gt;to see a dinosaur...&lt;br /&gt;in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/-y8SIPG3CO0"&gt;http://youtu.be/-y8SIPG3CO0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6044326320142320687?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6044326320142320687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6044326320142320687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6044326320142320687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6044326320142320687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2012/01/mary-had-dinosaur.html' title='Mary had a Dinosaur'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-544176290041437480</id><published>2012-01-20T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:31:47.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best New Member</title><content type='html'>My Dad's Anytime Fitness has now been open one whole calendar year.&amp;nbsp; He has done many things to promote it...one of the many was joining the Chamber of Commerce of Parkville.&amp;nbsp; He networked, he schmoozed, he met and discussed, he this, he that.&amp;nbsp; And because of his hard work and dedication to building a successful gym, he was given the award Best New Chamber Member 2011!&amp;nbsp; Ben and I, along with a few other invitees, attended the banquet.&amp;nbsp; A job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRKANZ8QGGw/TyDJThqCqTI/AAAAAAAAELM/D4-H-WAHeDI/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRKANZ8QGGw/TyDJThqCqTI/AAAAAAAAELM/D4-H-WAHeDI/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OANpMzdkVzY/TyDJYqNWtyI/AAAAAAAAELU/JwWKxCqUDHc/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OANpMzdkVzY/TyDJYqNWtyI/AAAAAAAAELU/JwWKxCqUDHc/s320/007.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDjyNGGTB0w/TyDJa5szOUI/AAAAAAAAELc/IHK6Fy5T3_w/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDjyNGGTB0w/TyDJa5szOUI/AAAAAAAAELc/IHK6Fy5T3_w/s320/015.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And not that we're a big deal, but a decent picture nonetheless.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IcQjpzu_2S4/TyDJfI0XCUI/AAAAAAAAELk/lUeBSZBp0sY/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IcQjpzu_2S4/TyDJfI0XCUI/AAAAAAAAELk/lUeBSZBp0sY/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-544176290041437480?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/544176290041437480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=544176290041437480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/544176290041437480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/544176290041437480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2012/01/best-new-member.html' title='Best New Member'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VRKANZ8QGGw/TyDJThqCqTI/AAAAAAAAELM/D4-H-WAHeDI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3459401252969865458</id><published>2012-01-14T20:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:10:08.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddy Up!</title><content type='html'>We're root tootin ready for a ho-down!&amp;nbsp; Get'cha cowgirl boots on and bring a hat!&amp;nbsp; Yee-haw...Miss Mak's turning FIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFSDB8Mt3nQ/TyDA7wN18fI/AAAAAAAAELA/2ZBgEUcI8cE/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFSDB8Mt3nQ/TyDA7wN18fI/AAAAAAAAELA/2ZBgEUcI8cE/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Super Duper (x100) Cool Thing About THIS Dress:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Irene, Ben's mom, wore it on her first day of kindergarten.&amp;nbsp;I would have had to pay some big 'ole buckeroos to buy this vintage piece off the racks!!&amp;nbsp; It is SO cute...and Makenna LOVES it!&amp;nbsp; Her stance says it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3459401252969865458?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3459401252969865458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3459401252969865458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3459401252969865458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3459401252969865458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2012/01/giddy-up.html' title='Giddy Up!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFSDB8Mt3nQ/TyDA7wN18fI/AAAAAAAAELA/2ZBgEUcI8cE/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2272451245604364394</id><published>2012-01-01T14:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:14:18.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bennett counts to 10!</title><content type='html'>Nevermind his get-up. :)&amp;nbsp; He's a cutie nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/?ref=tn_tnmn#!/video/video.php?v=10150444718606627"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/?ref=tn_tnmn#!/video/video.php?v=10150444718606627&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2272451245604364394?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2272451245604364394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2272451245604364394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2272451245604364394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2272451245604364394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2012/01/bennett-counts-to-10.html' title='Bennett counts to 10!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6417965026329912911</id><published>2011-12-31T13:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:03:42.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE- Danice and Shaw's Wedding</title><content type='html'>Wow.&amp;nbsp; Was this a fun night, or WHAT?!&amp;nbsp; Ben and I compared it to our trip to Mexico this past August.&amp;nbsp; It's right up there... We.had.a.blast!&amp;nbsp; Everyone.had.a.blast!&amp;nbsp; You wanna talk about a party done right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the bride and groom.&amp;nbsp; Ryan and Danice...who we refer to as, Shaw and Danice.&amp;nbsp; He's a good friend of my brother's, and they're pretty well high school sweethearts.&amp;nbsp;Not only was their wedding on New Year's Eve, but her 30th birthday was too!&amp;nbsp; What a special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxsBm7QZqSg/TwtEjzfMrVI/AAAAAAAAEKY/1gm8BcTM-bA/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxsBm7QZqSg/TwtEjzfMrVI/AAAAAAAAEKY/1gm8BcTM-bA/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These are our parents and their friends.&amp;nbsp; We all grew up together in the same church...we're like family.&amp;nbsp; Actually, the woman on the very left is the mother of the groom.&amp;nbsp; She and my dad have been friends since they were five!&amp;nbsp; That's fifty years, people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVgUycMBbEc/TwtFiNhtNtI/AAAAAAAAEKg/Hlpi7x52TqQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qVgUycMBbEc/TwtFiNhtNtI/AAAAAAAAEKg/Hlpi7x52TqQ/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then we have this beaut.&amp;nbsp; Oh Man- these people are hilarious.&amp;nbsp; Us kids have all the bad habits of the parentals, and then some!&amp;nbsp; What a great group!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM-zzgKoPic/TwtGkp4gfgI/AAAAAAAAEKo/UshBeEnVVyc/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM-zzgKoPic/TwtGkp4gfgI/AAAAAAAAEKo/UshBeEnVVyc/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKvcT_tKbgY/TwtHIZg5nzI/AAAAAAAAEKw/U7nQ5hiA5-A/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xKvcT_tKbgY/TwtHIZg5nzI/AAAAAAAAEKw/U7nQ5hiA5-A/s320/008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Things got out of control and I took some funny pictures!&amp;nbsp; If you'd like to see the rest of the album, I posted them on fb.&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; The party was off the hook!&amp;nbsp; An open bar, sushi, a buffet, an ice sculpture with Godiva shots, a balloon drop at midnight, and to top it off- McDonald's cheeseburgers and Taco Bell tacos!&amp;nbsp; Amazing!! Sunday morning was redic to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6417965026329912911?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6417965026329912911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6417965026329912911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6417965026329912911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6417965026329912911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/nye-danice-and-shaws-wedding.html' title='NYE- Danice and Shaw&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QxsBm7QZqSg/TwtEjzfMrVI/AAAAAAAAEKY/1gm8BcTM-bA/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8721851761035806566</id><published>2011-12-30T13:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T13:43:17.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go State!</title><content type='html'>Iowa State played in the Pin Stripe Bowl in New York City at Yankee Stadium.&amp;nbsp; We were in full spirit here at the Dohrmann house, yelling at the tv and drinking a few brewskies.&amp;nbsp; Friends joined in and we had our very own little party.&amp;nbsp; Tons-o-fun!&amp;nbsp; The outcome wasn't what we had hoped for, but we had a great afternoon visiting with other hard-core Cyclones, Dan and Theresa Etler and their daughter Madeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiQssMitsY0/TwtBldhpCVI/AAAAAAAAEKE/I-E_vt5N6NY/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiQssMitsY0/TwtBldhpCVI/AAAAAAAAEKE/I-E_vt5N6NY/s320/003.JPG" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1k2YsREW1s/TwtBxGKBwII/AAAAAAAAEKM/ir0S4IJqYpM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1k2YsREW1s/TwtBxGKBwII/AAAAAAAAEKM/ir0S4IJqYpM/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna was pretty dead set on having a Cyclone parade, in which case we did over halftime.&amp;nbsp; She was the leader and we &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; marched behind her in single file, singing the fight song!&amp;nbsp; It's a memory I won't soon forget. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="213" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391966_2843850785701_1542314038_32749680_1500439316_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8721851761035806566?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8721851761035806566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8721851761035806566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8721851761035806566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8721851761035806566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-state.html' title='Go State!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JiQssMitsY0/TwtBldhpCVI/AAAAAAAAEKE/I-E_vt5N6NY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2214855121915892939</id><published>2011-12-28T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:56:49.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>S is for Sigma women, ba dadada</title><content type='html'>I love being a sorority girl. I do.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't change that for anything.&amp;nbsp; And it's fine if you think I bought my friends.&amp;nbsp; I don't really care.&amp;nbsp; I love having real, lasting relationships with girlfriends from college.&amp;nbsp; And there's such a strong bond.&amp;nbsp; I have some super great girls in my life, who now have super great kids of their own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little play date over Christmas break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUglkf_DKXI/TwoPP5LuUPI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/JH-jI1Y0rkw/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna is holding Baby IJ.&amp;nbsp; Then Addie, Bennett, Nyta, Quinn, Leyton, Vivi, Layla, Amir, Phillip, and Brady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maiden last names of kids are Brooks, Colley, Gross, Stiefvator, Lynch, Colley, Schmitt, Ziegler, Lynch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2214855121915892939?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2214855121915892939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2214855121915892939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2214855121915892939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2214855121915892939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/s-is-for-sigma-women-ba-dadada.html' title='S is for Sigma women, ba dadada'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUglkf_DKXI/TwoPP5LuUPI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/JH-jI1Y0rkw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7553893371838404790</id><published>2011-12-25T14:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:41:03.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>Makenna woke up first, and waited very impatiently for little brother to rise. ;)&amp;nbsp; After about fifteen minutes, she couldn't take it any longer!!&amp;nbsp; Luckily soon thereafter, he started to fuss.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were excited to see their reactions of course!&amp;nbsp; We were at the bottom of the steps with both cameras in hand.&amp;nbsp; I think I may have been more excited about Bennett's train set than anything- I knew he'd just freak.&amp;nbsp; He came down the stairs without even seeing the set, rounded the couch corner and went straight to playing.&amp;nbsp; Not a word was said- not a scream, not a gasp, nothing. :)&amp;nbsp; It's like it had been there the whole time.&amp;nbsp; Makenna was ecstatic about her skates, but then very quickly went right onto the next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V6iRegTwlA/TwoDHFgZsYI/AAAAAAAAEIc/filrjLq4Mh4/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V6iRegTwlA/TwoDHFgZsYI/AAAAAAAAEIc/filrjLq4Mh4/s320/027.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'd have to say that Santa did a pretty kick a$$ job on that table!&amp;nbsp; I mean- you wanna talk about a HIT! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu8uWfpPWZ0/TwoDqnncNNI/AAAAAAAAEIk/SlK0yi8v99g/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu8uWfpPWZ0/TwoDqnncNNI/AAAAAAAAEIk/SlK0yi8v99g/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Barbie Prom Queen and Ken Prom King- duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2Zp_p0cKy0/TwoDw7Fh6CI/AAAAAAAAEIs/vsR4ncTY1ro/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2Zp_p0cKy0/TwoDw7Fh6CI/AAAAAAAAEIs/vsR4ncTY1ro/s320/031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bennett was so enthralled with his "doo doo nain" that he barely realized there were other things.&amp;nbsp; Guess I'll know for next time.&amp;nbsp; A new John Deere tractor, a MagnaDoodle, new cars, clothes, a movie, and choo-choo's of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQwob50CPrM/TwoE1wjFA4I/AAAAAAAAEI4/ovVxQpaUIow/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQwob50CPrM/TwoE1wjFA4I/AAAAAAAAEI4/ovVxQpaUIow/s320/038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Milo really loved the Create-n-Color Castle.&amp;nbsp; He's up to no good- you can see it in his eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz_QPzpZyK0/TwoE_FDUWSI/AAAAAAAAEJA/elF0tNHpVuQ/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bz_QPzpZyK0/TwoE_FDUWSI/AAAAAAAAEJA/elF0tNHpVuQ/s320/039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And Cali too, for that matter- in the middle of it all!&amp;nbsp; Cats are nosey friends, but we sure love 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbTzQHIkx8c/TwoFMKHxkxI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/-8iaqkK_3Qg/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbTzQHIkx8c/TwoFMKHxkxI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/-8iaqkK_3Qg/s320/040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Miss Mak made out - with the LeapPad, LalaLoopsey dolls, roller skates, Barbies, princesses, movies, etc.&amp;nbsp; Next year...we're down grading.&amp;nbsp;It's redic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She/we/they LOVED this gift!&amp;nbsp; You color on the cardboard, which then folds into this box type castle thing.&amp;nbsp; Really fun and a GREAT time spender!&amp;nbsp; She is diligent, people....diligent.&amp;nbsp; This thing looks incredible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFqt3BQ3-yM/TwoHXipnj1I/AAAAAAAAEJY/PA_34bEgbV8/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFqt3BQ3-yM/TwoHXipnj1I/AAAAAAAAEJY/PA_34bEgbV8/s320/041.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this is what Bennett spent 99% of his day (and days following) doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PzlbKCT9wA/TwoJCZe0P6I/AAAAAAAAEJk/QhC8TCY4GHQ/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3PzlbKCT9wA/TwoJCZe0P6I/AAAAAAAAEJk/QhC8TCY4GHQ/s320/046.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRkfq66qwUM/TwoKmsGf6SI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/bPXNCXuMDA4/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LRkfq66qwUM/TwoKmsGf6SI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/bPXNCXuMDA4/s320/050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7553893371838404790?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7553893371838404790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7553893371838404790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7553893371838404790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7553893371838404790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6V6iRegTwlA/TwoDHFgZsYI/AAAAAAAAEIc/filrjLq4Mh4/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7536987074829372379</id><published>2011-12-24T08:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:52:13.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Christmas Eve, 2011.&amp;nbsp; Makenna- almost 5.&amp;nbsp; Bennett-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the night from&amp;nbsp;Makenna- "Mommy, how old will Jesus be tomorrow?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFW9nLcgMbo/TviEJgXgSvI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0BmBbd4l8B4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFW9nLcgMbo/TviEJgXgSvI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0BmBbd4l8B4/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We enjoyed a 5:00 church service at Platte Woods.  The kids were wonderful during the service.  Bennett was a dream.  We are SO lucky.  They wrote little notes, played with our phones, and stood on the pews while we sang.  They even participated in communion. We sang Holy Night and lit the candles to end the service.&amp;nbsp; If that doesn't get you, not sure what will.&amp;nbsp; Last year Bennett and Daddy were in the back by then- it was nice to do it together as a family.  I SOO wish I could take pictures...  I'll just have use the 'ole trusty filing system in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8dEviOjdkk/TviE4k2lmoI/AAAAAAAAEHE/wUHAzbpb7Kg/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8dEviOjdkk/TviE4k2lmoI/AAAAAAAAEHE/wUHAzbpb7Kg/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm thinking grey and black were the colors of 2011.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; It was totally&amp;nbsp;NOT planned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFa-t-sbPn8/TviFFCc-VbI/AAAAAAAAEHM/XKwSmtOSI3E/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFa-t-sbPn8/TviFFCc-VbI/AAAAAAAAEHM/XKwSmtOSI3E/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And so this year brings new traditions!&amp;nbsp; A really big one for me... We have gone over to my grandma's house since forever.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember ever not going over there.&amp;nbsp; But this year she gave the reigns to her daughter, my Aunt Vicki.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed it- it was in&amp;nbsp;a much larger space, it was less chaotic, yet still inviting.&amp;nbsp; Here's to my children's memories of Christmas being at Vicki and Kurt's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A beautiful big horse-just her size!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTLqw2ndSQ8/TviJvQWbdgI/AAAAAAAAEHc/VpDBmUztUzw/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WTLqw2ndSQ8/TviJvQWbdgI/AAAAAAAAEHc/VpDBmUztUzw/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A pink sparkley unicorn...just what she asked for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C58uP9CedGY/TviJ4mPjnEI/AAAAAAAAEHk/sxDsAAyKIdk/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C58uP9CedGY/TviJ4mPjnEI/AAAAAAAAEHk/sxDsAAyKIdk/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGCsFDAVrTI/TviJ_SkP0sI/AAAAAAAAEHs/GvKMu_y-9qU/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nGCsFDAVrTI/TviJ_SkP0sI/AAAAAAAAEHs/GvKMu_y-9qU/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The tee ball set was a "hit!" We may be in trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_naWoANTWc/TviKEuCDD8I/AAAAAAAAEH0/pT4dAzruSxc/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_naWoANTWc/TviKEuCDD8I/AAAAAAAAEH0/pT4dAzruSxc/s320/020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9_oZE-S4NIc/TviKJQC3l7I/AAAAAAAAEH8/mhLskDOIW0A/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9_oZE-S4NIc/TviKJQC3l7I/AAAAAAAAEH8/mhLskDOIW0A/s320/021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Cg7gS8mOT8/TviKNZ76iBI/AAAAAAAAEIE/hIPecjyT3eE/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Cg7gS8mOT8/TviKNZ76iBI/AAAAAAAAEIE/hIPecjyT3eE/s320/022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After we had dinner and opened presents, we came back home to&amp;nbsp;set out the cookies and milk for Santa Clause.&amp;nbsp; She made sure to give Santa back his bell from his sleigh and leave some grapes and water for Rudolph. (We were fresh out of carrots!)&amp;nbsp; We even put the reindeer food out on the front lawn.&amp;nbsp; And then to bed. to bed I said.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEhgEUW-m6s/TviXkRm_RWI/AAAAAAAAEIU/zH8E2Cd2QD8/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEhgEUW-m6s/TviXkRm_RWI/AAAAAAAAEIU/zH8E2Cd2QD8/s320/023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7536987074829372379?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7536987074829372379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7536987074829372379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7536987074829372379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7536987074829372379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eveday.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFW9nLcgMbo/TviEJgXgSvI/AAAAAAAAEG4/0BmBbd4l8B4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2368846494682393638</id><published>2011-12-20T07:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:09:21.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Santa</title><content type='html'>If you can believe this, I'm pretty sure this is the first.time.ever.we've.gone.to.see.Santa!&amp;nbsp; In years past, we've always been somewhere where he happened to be.&amp;nbsp; We actually stood in line and paid money-the whole nine yeards.&amp;nbsp; The kids rode the train over and over and over again (for FREE!) and saw the 'ole&amp;nbsp;St. Nick.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure about Bennett's reaction, but never fear- he marched his little fanny right up to him and said, "red choo choo train".&amp;nbsp; Actually, he probably said what sounded like, "re doo doo drain"...but still- same diff.&amp;nbsp; Makenna said she wanted a pink sparkley unicorn and rollarskates.&amp;nbsp; They sat on his lap and posed for the picture as if happened every day.&amp;nbsp; Easy schmeezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home she asked if that was the 'real Santa.' Uh- wasn't ready for that one!&amp;nbsp; It totally caught me off guard, but I think we successfully made it through! Whew!&amp;nbsp; For you parents that have younger children than me, answer those types of questions with "What do you think!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, of course- they had on shirts from &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Especially-For-You/234305883257637"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Why wouldn't they?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IykBCShfPNo/Tvh0jfZy_PI/AAAAAAAAEF4/0W_NUAeYG0M/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IykBCShfPNo/Tvh0jfZy_PI/AAAAAAAAEF4/0W_NUAeYG0M/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDecdCjGu4s/Tvh0VHo3OuI/AAAAAAAAEFs/AobEvR9f-7s/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BDecdCjGu4s/Tvh0VHo3OuI/AAAAAAAAEFs/AobEvR9f-7s/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought we might take a walk down memory lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Makenna's First Christmas 2007, 10 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yBJRfxwEhIM/Tvh2qoM-iJI/AAAAAAAAEGE/XJLONVMypUI/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Makenna's Second Christmas 2008, 21 months.&amp;nbsp; The only reason she even got close was to quickly grab the candy cane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnohINm9dYk/Tvh354d8WwI/AAAAAAAAEGU/t650m1dAP-g/s1600/IMG_3434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnohINm9dYk/Tvh354d8WwI/AAAAAAAAEGU/t650m1dAP-g/s320/IMG_3434.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Makenna's Third Christmas, Bennett's First 2009.&amp;nbsp; She was 33 months and he was&amp;nbsp;five weeks old.&amp;nbsp; She wasn't going to see him at ALL this year, but because Bennett had done it, then she said she would.&amp;nbsp; It was definitely a fight though....and she WOULD NOT sit on his lap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cT8JxsFQKbM/Tvh5GscWXiI/AAAAAAAAEGg/3BWFD6Y88pk/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cT8JxsFQKbM/Tvh5GscWXiI/AAAAAAAAEGg/3BWFD6Y88pk/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Makenna's Fourth Christmas and Bennett's Second, 2010.&amp;nbsp; We had gone to Christmas on the River down in Parkville.&amp;nbsp; I guess we sorta stood in line to see Santa then.&amp;nbsp; Mak was great and so was Bennett, although&amp;nbsp;the look he's giving Santa is one of uncertainty.&amp;nbsp;Good thing Daddy's holding him. &amp;nbsp;I didn't have my camera, so this pic is really bad- could be cute, but notsomuch.&amp;nbsp; It's so tiny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7bSwZC0hka8/Tvh7_0AIUKI/AAAAAAAAEGs/wcuZLkWlqSY/s1600/049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7bSwZC0hka8/Tvh7_0AIUKI/AAAAAAAAEGs/wcuZLkWlqSY/s1600/049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2368846494682393638?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2368846494682393638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2368846494682393638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2368846494682393638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2368846494682393638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/seeing-santa.html' title='Seeing Santa'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IykBCShfPNo/Tvh0jfZy_PI/AAAAAAAAEF4/0W_NUAeYG0M/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2174342946275898140</id><published>2011-12-19T06:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T07:05:33.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Dance Program</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, Miss Makenna had a double ear infection the day of her &lt;em&gt;actual&lt;/em&gt; performance.&amp;nbsp; Sooo, we opted for Plan B.&amp;nbsp; Plan B was to perform with another class.&amp;nbsp; It went swimmingly.&amp;nbsp; She paired up with a group of girls and did all the right moves.&amp;nbsp; She knows how to shake her groove thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On most of her songs, not only was she dancing, but belting it out too!&amp;nbsp; Jammin'.&amp;nbsp; She's her mother's daughter.&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; And don't you think this skirt looks huge?!&amp;nbsp; For one, she's in a class for kindergarteners...and for two, she's tiny.&amp;nbsp; Guess that's what'cha get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KPyzOSVdUo/TvhvMmMcooI/AAAAAAAAEFE/FxcAbIDngQ0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KPyzOSVdUo/TvhvMmMcooI/AAAAAAAAEFE/FxcAbIDngQ0/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Miss Jennifer- we don't usually get to see her anymore, but for the Christmas program we did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLsAjiZQtR8/Tvhv3otQLrI/AAAAAAAAEFU/GM9DrCwBuaM/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLsAjiZQtR8/Tvhv3otQLrI/AAAAAAAAEFU/GM9DrCwBuaM/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rWRKNHxeUw/TvhwgNrMDAI/AAAAAAAAEFg/ppEC5yDxX4o/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rWRKNHxeUw/TvhwgNrMDAI/AAAAAAAAEFg/ppEC5yDxX4o/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Great Grandma and Grandpa were there.&amp;nbsp; Grandma Marsha was there- and another hundred other spectators!&amp;nbsp; What a great show. I love watching her perform...she's simply adorable.&amp;nbsp; She just beams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2174342946275898140?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2174342946275898140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2174342946275898140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2174342946275898140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2174342946275898140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-dance-program.html' title='Christmas Dance Program'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KPyzOSVdUo/TvhvMmMcooI/AAAAAAAAEFE/FxcAbIDngQ0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8454681431610636932</id><published>2011-12-18T22:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:05:01.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bennett being two.</title><content type='html'>It's fun to stay at the Y- M- C- A!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty good shot if I do say so myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGqnqMGJ1_k/TvFaENWl5yI/AAAAAAAAEEw/rHjTqmSTlGU/s1600/381709_10150416903051627_693211626_8826824_231822578_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGqnqMGJ1_k/TvFaENWl5yI/AAAAAAAAEEw/rHjTqmSTlGU/s320/381709_10150416903051627_693211626_8826824_231822578_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then we have this gem.&amp;nbsp; He really loves Cherry Chapstick....well- any kind of chapstick actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5o0MTsK7cng/TvFaXI4MZWI/AAAAAAAAEE4/RQ6o7pre2xw/s1600/386729_10150412790921627_693211626_8811829_1323915160_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5o0MTsK7cng/TvFaXI4MZWI/AAAAAAAAEE4/RQ6o7pre2xw/s320/386729_10150412790921627_693211626_8811829_1323915160_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8454681431610636932?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8454681431610636932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8454681431610636932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8454681431610636932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8454681431610636932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/bennett-being-two.html' title='Bennett being two.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGqnqMGJ1_k/TvFaENWl5yI/AAAAAAAAEEw/rHjTqmSTlGU/s72-c/381709_10150416903051627_693211626_8826824_231822578_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6862727949385015393</id><published>2011-12-17T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:54:29.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Clause comes for a visit!</title><content type='html'>My girlfriend hosted a par-tay for all of our kids and their friends!&amp;nbsp; She's the same one who hosted the super duper cutie party for Halloween too.&amp;nbsp; Over the top, adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids made gingerbread houses, played a Rudolph game, and had pancakes in&amp;nbsp;their jammies!&amp;nbsp; And thennnnnnnnnnnnnnn.... Mrs. Clause made a SURPRISE visit!!!&amp;nbsp; Oh man, was that amazing!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy- you are literally the hostess with the mostess!!&amp;nbsp; No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Px-ekGOK1vc/TvFP4L10TiI/AAAAAAAAEDY/QsiKXIMSPyY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Px-ekGOK1vc/TvFP4L10TiI/AAAAAAAAEDY/QsiKXIMSPyY/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NJORYxLCdA/TvFP_-WmbNI/AAAAAAAAEDk/NZX_Rm0GqIA/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9NJORYxLCdA/TvFP_-WmbNI/AAAAAAAAEDk/NZX_Rm0GqIA/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-126GUVhOEC4/TvFRLxbpXhI/AAAAAAAAEDs/tAbXh42jSnY/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-126GUVhOEC4/TvFRLxbpXhI/AAAAAAAAEDs/tAbXh42jSnY/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-Ch96RS2Wc/TvFRRwaZR9I/AAAAAAAAED0/pVZ4oUL06T8/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-Ch96RS2Wc/TvFRRwaZR9I/AAAAAAAAED0/pVZ4oUL06T8/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdTszfNQiyg/TvFSCokLj0I/AAAAAAAAED8/QG0wzFnXbAw/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdTszfNQiyg/TvFSCokLj0I/AAAAAAAAED8/QG0wzFnXbAw/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna's face was so great when she first walked in- the other girls were so cute too!&amp;nbsp; It's like she's saying, "I'm confused...but this is pretty cool!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-286FJAUOB6A/TvFTfiWcQZI/AAAAAAAAEEE/N1n7kGN7Tak/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-286FJAUOB6A/TvFTfiWcQZI/AAAAAAAAEEE/N1n7kGN7Tak/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mrs. Clause needed helpers!&amp;nbsp; Miss Mak was the monkey.&amp;nbsp; Fitting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1rO6rymR8U/TvFW-PIBsvI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/VJMINAiYTM8/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f1rO6rymR8U/TvFW-PIBsvI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/VJMINAiYTM8/s320/012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bennett was thinking, "Who is this crazy lady!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCQ4QiPOl5s/TvFXa1YNK_I/AAAAAAAAEEY/Wd3qSgD4tXw/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCQ4QiPOl5s/TvFXa1YNK_I/AAAAAAAAEEY/Wd3qSgD4tXw/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A group shot...of &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; of the kids.&amp;nbsp; Lots of babes that were still eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ir6itGjum_g/TvFYTwQCsSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/U9mxEwvlIzw/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ir6itGjum_g/TvFYTwQCsSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/U9mxEwvlIzw/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6862727949385015393?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6862727949385015393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6862727949385015393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6862727949385015393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6862727949385015393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/mrs-clause-comes-for-visit.html' title='Mrs. Clause comes for a visit!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Px-ekGOK1vc/TvFP4L10TiI/AAAAAAAAEDY/QsiKXIMSPyY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4905120628780516054</id><published>2011-12-16T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T20:58:59.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't NOT post this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4H_n0gZ45u8/TvFK_MRGfMI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/X52k66kv3UU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4H_n0gZ45u8/TvFK_MRGfMI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/X52k66kv3UU/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4905120628780516054?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4905120628780516054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4905120628780516054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4905120628780516054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4905120628780516054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-couldnt-not-post-this.html' title='I couldn&apos;t NOT post this.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4H_n0gZ45u8/TvFK_MRGfMI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/X52k66kv3UU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-5936133255747467380</id><published>2011-12-15T20:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T21:17:02.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>School Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>We were supposed to have the dance Christmas program on Wednesday, and then her program for school the next morning.&amp;nbsp; Grandma and Grandpa Dohrmann drove into town to watch Miss Mak show us her stuff!&amp;nbsp;And basically my entire side of the family was going to come too...&amp;nbsp;BUTTTTTTTTTT-- that didn't all pan out.&amp;nbsp; Makenna ended up having a double ear infection the same afternoon as the dance program.&amp;nbsp; So we stayed in, ordered in, and she slept on the sofa.&amp;nbsp; Poor thing.&amp;nbsp; By the next morning though, she was fairly well back to 100%.&amp;nbsp; At least Gma and Gpa got to see one out of the two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did great.&amp;nbsp; Sang her lil heart out!&amp;nbsp; Smiled, did the actions, and waved to us a few times. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wcoa0BDWWQ/Tu6mGmLmgvI/AAAAAAAAEBo/HNEX1kWEXo8/s1600/_DSC2224-Edit-Edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wcoa0BDWWQ/Tu6mGmLmgvI/AAAAAAAAEBo/HNEX1kWEXo8/s320/_DSC2224-Edit-Edit.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p-wgntcUNkM/Tu6pCxN_MhI/AAAAAAAAECc/ItpHvFNfWVE/s320/_DSC2256-Edit.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think this one's really sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yR18nlen3rc/Tu6pt7u1B2I/AAAAAAAAECk/lUGF_8sV8Do/s1600/_DSC2263-Edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yR18nlen3rc/Tu6pt7u1B2I/AAAAAAAAECk/lUGF_8sV8Do/s320/_DSC2263-Edit.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Family photo opps.&amp;nbsp; First up- Us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-byv9A0dGHKg/Tu6qaXqHrOI/AAAAAAAAECw/YO6njEF3kvs/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-byv9A0dGHKg/Tu6qaXqHrOI/AAAAAAAAECw/YO6njEF3kvs/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next in line- Grandma Marsha.&amp;nbsp; Grandpa Mike was busy working.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqb1sHg1o7k/Tu6qscdvvxI/AAAAAAAAEC4/XjOUVRrs5V0/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cqb1sHg1o7k/Tu6qscdvvxI/AAAAAAAAEC4/XjOUVRrs5V0/s320/019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then Great Grandma and Grandpa VanDever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8J6JiO0eDfk/Tu6rH0r9m6I/AAAAAAAAEDA/C_HUjTOfhBM/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8J6JiO0eDfk/Tu6rH0r9m6I/AAAAAAAAEDA/C_HUjTOfhBM/s320/021.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And finally, Grandma Irene and Grandpa Boyd.&amp;nbsp; Our kids are soo lucky.&amp;nbsp; WE are so lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNf0xDnYhWY/Tu6rukYa-NI/AAAAAAAAEDI/ItM-pj4k9W0/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNf0xDnYhWY/Tu6rukYa-NI/AAAAAAAAEDI/ItM-pj4k9W0/s320/022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had a yummy lunch with everyone (plus Uncle Ryan) at Olive Garden.&amp;nbsp; Soup, salad, and breadsticks all around!!&amp;nbsp; Great job, Miss Mak.&amp;nbsp; We all love you and are so proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-5936133255747467380?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/5936133255747467380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=5936133255747467380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/5936133255747467380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/5936133255747467380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/school-christmas-program.html' title='School Christmas Program'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wcoa0BDWWQ/Tu6mGmLmgvI/AAAAAAAAEBo/HNEX1kWEXo8/s72-c/_DSC2224-Edit-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2300367456851237914</id><published>2011-12-15T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:35:05.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Student</title><content type='html'>Miss Mak was the Star Student.&amp;nbsp; Here's her poster she did all on her own and then a picture of her showing it off. :)&amp;nbsp; Love the sass that comes along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4l4mguZgL0/Tu6h1FkrYrI/AAAAAAAAEBY/OXEywnhYH_I/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4l4mguZgL0/Tu6h1FkrYrI/AAAAAAAAEBY/OXEywnhYH_I/s320/008.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a star because I rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwLVUmSknWI/Tu6h8QpuIeI/AAAAAAAAEBg/Kmsdz_05lPc/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WwLVUmSknWI/Tu6h8QpuIeI/AAAAAAAAEBg/Kmsdz_05lPc/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2300367456851237914?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2300367456851237914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2300367456851237914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2300367456851237914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2300367456851237914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/star-student.html' title='Star Student'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h4l4mguZgL0/Tu6h1FkrYrI/AAAAAAAAEBY/OXEywnhYH_I/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1191599380550592733</id><published>2011-12-08T15:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T16:01:24.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A special delivery</title><content type='html'>Santa is Comin' to Town!&amp;nbsp; We can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl0hJJ1C_pQ/Tu5hcxxDsTI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/9ehHsxjiRH8/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl0hJJ1C_pQ/Tu5hcxxDsTI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/9ehHsxjiRH8/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna also received an email message from Santa Cluase himself!&amp;nbsp; Here is the clip of her watching it.&amp;nbsp; Her expressions are priceless.&amp;nbsp; Bennett's saying, "Hello Mana (Makenna). Hello Mana.&amp;nbsp; Hello Bennett, Hello Bennett.&amp;nbsp; Hi Bennett!&amp;nbsp; Hey Bennett!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfSWDknmagA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfSWDknmagA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1191599380550592733?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1191599380550592733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1191599380550592733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1191599380550592733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1191599380550592733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/special-delivery.html' title='A special delivery'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl0hJJ1C_pQ/Tu5hcxxDsTI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/9ehHsxjiRH8/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6031760506276646379</id><published>2011-12-07T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:52:46.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Makenna</title><content type='html'>She is really starting to write great things for a four year old.&amp;nbsp; She listens to the sound of the letter and then writes it.&amp;nbsp; Phonetically, she is so there!&amp;nbsp; Here are a few examples I didn't want to ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I may have already blogged about this, but I've forgotten and didn't want to look for it.)&lt;br /&gt;There was one day back in mid-September that I was upstairs and came downstairs to this letter.&amp;nbsp; She was pretending to have received this note from Jax.&amp;nbsp; I really wish I would have taken a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna i m s u lv Jax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads, "Makenna, I miss you.&amp;nbsp; Love, Jax."&amp;nbsp; Is that not the sweetest?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we were in Hobby Lobby looking at the Christmas things.&amp;nbsp; She found a red bell on the floor and knew that it just &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to be from Santa's sleigh- that he had dropped it and was missing it quite badly!&amp;nbsp; She was extremely concerned.&amp;nbsp; She wrote this note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOf7nDgVskA/Tu5gakxIoqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/eBBchRtodk8/s1600/384079_10150387170206627_693211626_8737952_1305788737_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOf7nDgVskA/Tu5gakxIoqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/eBBchRtodk8/s320/384079_10150387170206627_693211626_8737952_1305788737_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SANTA I WNT U TO HAV THS BL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa, I want you to have this bell.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sweet baby girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6031760506276646379?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6031760506276646379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6031760506276646379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6031760506276646379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6031760506276646379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/makenna.html' title='Makenna'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOf7nDgVskA/Tu5gakxIoqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/eBBchRtodk8/s72-c/384079_10150387170206627_693211626_8737952_1305788737_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-637729945674100495</id><published>2011-12-05T15:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:34:26.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go away germs.</title><content type='html'>We've been extra busy with sickness this particular season for some reason.&amp;nbsp; Not sure why, but I suppose we're all getting stronger immune systems because of it!&amp;nbsp; For that, I'm thankful.&amp;nbsp; Now don't ask me if I'm thankful at 3:30 in the morning while I'm giving my daughter a bath and stripping sheets to put in the wash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with minor colds.&amp;nbsp;It spread to all four of us, on seperate occasions though.&amp;nbsp; Miss Mak had it one week, then Bennett the next...etc, etc.&amp;nbsp; Then it went into Makenna having a 24 hour vomiting session, but a temp to follow for the next 3-4 days.&amp;nbsp; Lil Man dodged that one, but then came down with impetigo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Boy- was that nasty, nasty, nasty!&amp;nbsp; We went to the doctor twice for him. He had a topical cream, an antibiotic, and&amp;nbsp;I had to soak&amp;nbsp;off his scabs three&amp;nbsp;times a day for four days!&amp;nbsp; He now has&amp;nbsp;light purple-colored scars&amp;nbsp;because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAJK2e5dFPk/Tu5Z9zQqr9I/AAAAAAAAEA8/u8nJVBRD7TM/s1600/383949_10150419119256627_693211626_8837222_1738214299_n%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAJK2e5dFPk/Tu5Z9zQqr9I/AAAAAAAAEA8/u8nJVBRD7TM/s320/383949_10150419119256627_693211626_8837222_1738214299_n%255B2%255D.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I washed sheets, blankies, clothes, towels, anything his bacteria had come in contact with.&amp;nbsp; Ugh- poor baby boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Once we had that under control, Makenna started having goop in her eye.&amp;nbsp; Yes- pink eye.&amp;nbsp; I mean- what?!&amp;nbsp; Another doctor visit, please.&amp;nbsp; And then yet again, double ear infection!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The thing about all this stuff-- we've never had ANY of it!&amp;nbsp; Parenting can get ugly, huh!?&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's to a healthy start in 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-637729945674100495?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/637729945674100495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=637729945674100495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/637729945674100495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/637729945674100495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-away-germs.html' title='Go away germs.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nAJK2e5dFPk/Tu5Z9zQqr9I/AAAAAAAAEA8/u8nJVBRD7TM/s72-c/383949_10150419119256627_693211626_8837222_1738214299_n%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6021085223005792068</id><published>2011-12-01T20:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T15:54:36.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate Me Home</title><content type='html'>Who doesn't LOVE that song by Kenny Loggins?!?&amp;nbsp; Oh man- one of my favorites in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually somewhat of a Grinch, you could even say Scrooge.&amp;nbsp; I like Christmas and all that it stands for, symbolizes, yada yada.&amp;nbsp; However- we have NO ROOM IN OUR HOUSE for decorations.&amp;nbsp; It used to be that I'd put up a tree and a few stockings and call it good.&amp;nbsp; I'd get all sorts of razz about it from my friends, but it never really bothered me.&amp;nbsp;:) And here's the bottom line- I can't stand clutter.&amp;nbsp; I can't stand clutter.&amp;nbsp; I can't stand clutter. My other excuses were&amp;nbsp;as follows: We&amp;nbsp;had a toddler, then we had too many toys everywhere &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; that toddler, then we had another baby, then we had another toddler.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention, Ben was in school and we were surviving on loan money!&amp;nbsp; Not too much left over for decor in our budget.&amp;nbsp; So anyway, I have run out of excuses this year and decorated.&amp;nbsp; My girlfriends are so proud of me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in all honesty, it isn't much.&amp;nbsp; But it's most definitely more than my usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJQvf7Ewvc0/Tu5Pi_R5kKI/AAAAAAAAD_w/s2yKRKIEfJk/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJQvf7Ewvc0/Tu5Pi_R5kKI/AAAAAAAAD_w/s2yKRKIEfJk/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PS.&amp;nbsp; The Christmas photo album tree by the fireplace is completely full now.&amp;nbsp; It looks wonderful!&amp;nbsp;We have so many good looking friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1GrzZbxa4s/Tu5Q3TH-XhI/AAAAAAAAD_4/INeiCmmMyVs/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1GrzZbxa4s/Tu5Q3TH-XhI/AAAAAAAAD_4/INeiCmmMyVs/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cq_Ba0YKGf8/Tu5Rd2zGy5I/AAAAAAAAEAA/p8b9aZ2J80U/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cq_Ba0YKGf8/Tu5Rd2zGy5I/AAAAAAAAEAA/p8b9aZ2J80U/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I bought almost all of the family room things at Pier One.&amp;nbsp; That reindeer pillow is darling- it's all blinged out and so cute.&amp;nbsp; The things for the tree I bought mostly at Hobby Lobby, the tree skirt included.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This picture is adorable too.&amp;nbsp; 20 bucks at Marshalls.&amp;nbsp; It's in the bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxEXFuqvUR4/Tu5SBBbAR-I/AAAAAAAAEAI/McXgE0pULEM/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxEXFuqvUR4/Tu5SBBbAR-I/AAAAAAAAEAI/McXgE0pULEM/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I bought a few other things here and there.&amp;nbsp; Overall, I was quite proud of myself for feeling all festive- especially before December 1st!! :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPYk2wuSoTU/Tu5ScRQL5vI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/OqOcyphv4hU/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPYk2wuSoTU/Tu5ScRQL5vI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/OqOcyphv4hU/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--k-V2tbnLuc/Tu5Sg_rdsSI/AAAAAAAAEAY/uakom1_OnhM/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--k-V2tbnLuc/Tu5Sg_rdsSI/AAAAAAAAEAY/uakom1_OnhM/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's our Christmas card too, btw.&amp;nbsp; Tracy's pretty amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg2cOD1x9F4/Tu5XNanw5-I/AAAAAAAAEAs/WxGPxyHzJMw/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg2cOD1x9F4/Tu5XNanw5-I/AAAAAAAAEAs/WxGPxyHzJMw/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjXMUJ-ZY6A/Tu5XaaKvmkI/AAAAAAAAEA0/XflbTvvdnk8/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AjXMUJ-ZY6A/Tu5XaaKvmkI/AAAAAAAAEA0/XflbTvvdnk8/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;May wonderful moments and happy memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;surround &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you with joy this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6021085223005792068?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6021085223005792068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6021085223005792068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6021085223005792068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6021085223005792068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/12/celebrate-me-home.html' title='Celebrate Me Home'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJQvf7Ewvc0/Tu5Pi_R5kKI/AAAAAAAAD_w/s2yKRKIEfJk/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1073085542747940347</id><published>2011-11-24T10:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:45:48.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving (and a bit of Christmas cheer) in Iowa</title><content type='html'>We made our way up to Iowa again for Thanksgiving. It's nice to get up there at least a few times in the fall because typically the winters are crazy insane with weather and such.&amp;nbsp; This year we decided to do Christmas as well, which was a nice change up.&amp;nbsp; It made me get all nice and organized for the upcoming holiday season.&amp;nbsp; I started my list early, got my shopping all in order, and even decorated the house when we&amp;nbsp;came back!&amp;nbsp; I love feeling on top of it- even if that means I pull all nighters.&amp;nbsp; Totally kidding of course- haven't done that in years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped for a restroom break in Lamoni.&amp;nbsp; Miss Mak saw these cows and wanted to go take a picture.&amp;nbsp; Hence, Exhibit A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUgkAR9Qr1E/Tud5zH-sUuI/AAAAAAAAD-E/-X16ok0BIDE/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUgkAR9Qr1E/Tud5zH-sUuI/AAAAAAAAD-E/-X16ok0BIDE/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;The Dohrmann Men- doing what they do while the Dohrmann women are in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFT7FcVHjaE/Tud6S0Jov6I/AAAAAAAAD-M/dA-38Iz3NTI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFT7FcVHjaE/Tud6S0Jov6I/AAAAAAAAD-M/dA-38Iz3NTI/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And before we sat down to the yummy spread Irene so graciously prepared, we asked Makenna what she was thankful for.&amp;nbsp; Without any prompting (or even discussing beforehand) she said, "For you, and you, and you, and you..." as she pointed around the table.&amp;nbsp; I could have quite easily had tears in my eyes, but I held them back.&amp;nbsp; It couldn't have been sweeter if we had scripted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's Ron Burgandy (aka Ben's brother in law, Adam).&amp;nbsp; He's hilarious with his Movember stache.&amp;nbsp; We had a lot of fun with all of his different nick names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G_zkEhq9MZc/Tud7f1Vb13I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/xC6jSbZRCAA/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G_zkEhq9MZc/Tud7f1Vb13I/AAAAAAAAD-Y/xC6jSbZRCAA/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Their sweet family.&amp;nbsp;Will is now a year old.&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Baby Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c97RmVBy15U/Tud7yAHfuUI/AAAAAAAAD-g/8ODzVWHN0Wc/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c97RmVBy15U/Tud7yAHfuUI/AAAAAAAAD-g/8ODzVWHN0Wc/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For my sister in law Jill- here's a keeper!! :)&amp;nbsp; I said I wouldn't post it on FB, but the blog!?...now that's a different story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sDnJAQjNBJg/Tud8ZqGLolI/AAAAAAAAD-o/sdzikNBtAAw/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sDnJAQjNBJg/Tud8ZqGLolI/AAAAAAAAD-o/sdzikNBtAAw/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Group shot of the cousins before opening Christmas presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRpaV5u1Gb8/Tud86CRWTeI/AAAAAAAAD-w/a-KRL3R6O4c/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRpaV5u1Gb8/Tud86CRWTeI/AAAAAAAAD-w/a-KRL3R6O4c/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Daddy showing Bennett a new ABC book about Iowa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlM4MTAaYPY/Tud9zg-HwgI/AAAAAAAAD-8/R9RAgP95U6E/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlM4MTAaYPY/Tud9zg-HwgI/AAAAAAAAD-8/R9RAgP95U6E/s320/020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna had said she was going to ask Santa for this puppy, but Grandma and Grandpa gave it to her instead!&amp;nbsp; She was in doggy Heaven.&amp;nbsp; Her exact quote, "This is what I've always wanted!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6RpaUD86Nw/Tud-Osa-txI/AAAAAAAAD_E/eMcvvBAMheA/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6RpaUD86Nw/Tud-Osa-txI/AAAAAAAAD_E/eMcvvBAMheA/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A great picture of Cael.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UG34_O_5rK4/Tud-ijPKdnI/AAAAAAAAD_M/-2ZbWY-jzZc/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UG34_O_5rK4/Tud-ijPKdnI/AAAAAAAAD_M/-2ZbWY-jzZc/s320/023.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I have very few pictures of Brian...thought I'd make sure to document him too. :)&amp;nbsp; This is so him...or as I see him at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozTJwD3xeAs/Tud_FTOe4VI/AAAAAAAAD_U/F30oUm_4xuA/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozTJwD3xeAs/Tud_FTOe4VI/AAAAAAAAD_U/F30oUm_4xuA/s320/021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The kids loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxEQQtCVKh0/TueAbG0uVzI/AAAAAAAAD_c/AuvXLrL8QuA/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxEQQtCVKh0/TueAbG0uVzI/AAAAAAAAD_c/AuvXLrL8QuA/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And last but most CERTAINLY not least, our&amp;nbsp;man showing off his tickets to the gun show.&amp;nbsp; What a little ham-mer.&amp;nbsp; And look at those boxer briefs!&amp;nbsp; Such a stud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxHoK-KB5xI/TueBADO0ktI/AAAAAAAAD_o/-DwZ_kp517A/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxHoK-KB5xI/TueBADO0ktI/AAAAAAAAD_o/-DwZ_kp517A/s320/027.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1073085542747940347?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1073085542747940347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1073085542747940347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1073085542747940347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1073085542747940347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-and-bit-of-christmas-cheer.html' title='Thanksgiving (and a bit of Christmas cheer) in Iowa'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QUgkAR9Qr1E/Tud5zH-sUuI/AAAAAAAAD-E/-X16ok0BIDE/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4661445475584974416</id><published>2011-11-22T23:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:28:59.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving duds</title><content type='html'>Aren't these the cutest?!&amp;nbsp; The holidays are so much more fun and festive when you have unique clothes for the kids.&amp;nbsp; Our children love them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gjo2j9HH1Y/TtMaVjPls_I/AAAAAAAAD9o/QkrEpyJYd44/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gjo2j9HH1Y/TtMaVjPls_I/AAAAAAAAD9o/QkrEpyJYd44/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vMa2fuywts/TtMauRyHfDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/exKFXdlfj28/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vMa2fuywts/TtMauRyHfDI/AAAAAAAAD9w/exKFXdlfj28/s320/002.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=111566215524706&amp;amp;ref=ts#!/pages/Especially-For-You/234305883257637"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; does them everytime, and everytime I like them more than before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4661445475584974416?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4661445475584974416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4661445475584974416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4661445475584974416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4661445475584974416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-duds.html' title='Thanksgiving duds'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gjo2j9HH1Y/TtMaVjPls_I/AAAAAAAAD9o/QkrEpyJYd44/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7309623558467217198</id><published>2011-11-12T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:17:09.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goose Egg</title><content type='html'>Kitchen Table.&amp;nbsp; One Point.&lt;br /&gt;Bennett.&amp;nbsp; Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowzers-- looks like it hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDv3Pj1-VKs/TtMY_LGOdQI/AAAAAAAAD9U/-fjOLKXQzUA/s1600/IMG_0540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDv3Pj1-VKs/TtMY_LGOdQI/AAAAAAAAD9U/-fjOLKXQzUA/s320/IMG_0540.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1e9HgqZTM5U/TtMZHAk1msI/AAAAAAAAD9c/tIPZYBEuelU/s1600/IMG_0542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1e9HgqZTM5U/TtMZHAk1msI/AAAAAAAAD9c/tIPZYBEuelU/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A cookie is a cure-all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7309623558467217198?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7309623558467217198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7309623558467217198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7309623558467217198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7309623558467217198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/goose-egg.html' title='Goose Egg'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDv3Pj1-VKs/TtMY_LGOdQI/AAAAAAAAD9U/-fjOLKXQzUA/s72-c/IMG_0540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8158919809536639484</id><published>2011-11-11T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:12:10.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool pictures</title><content type='html'>Miss Mak's preschool pictures-- last year is on the left, 2011 is on the right.&amp;nbsp; She's such a doll....most of the time.&amp;nbsp; I am finding myself lately gritting my teeth and counting to ten more often than not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxoWa7OhYQI/TtMX7TiXFcI/AAAAAAAAD9M/fqqQIXpA8VI/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxoWa7OhYQI/TtMX7TiXFcI/AAAAAAAAD9M/fqqQIXpA8VI/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8158919809536639484?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8158919809536639484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8158919809536639484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8158919809536639484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8158919809536639484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/preschool-pictures.html' title='Preschool pictures'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NxoWa7OhYQI/TtMX7TiXFcI/AAAAAAAAD9M/fqqQIXpA8VI/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-5010945721928586766</id><published>2011-11-10T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:09:51.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, poor boy.</title><content type='html'>Sweet, sweet bub.&amp;nbsp; Even the cutest of cutes get into trouble.&amp;nbsp; Especially if they're two year old little boys.&amp;nbsp; And time out in our house is used when it needs to be used.&amp;nbsp; It's not abused, but we don't take things lightly either.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what he had done to deserve such punishment (!), but...I couldn't help but catch a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Og1pIgBU81I/TtMXcgG-HuI/AAAAAAAAD9E/3LvjtDJDuC8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Og1pIgBU81I/TtMXcgG-HuI/AAAAAAAAD9E/3LvjtDJDuC8/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-5010945721928586766?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/5010945721928586766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=5010945721928586766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/5010945721928586766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/5010945721928586766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-poor-boy.html' title='Oh, poor boy.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Og1pIgBU81I/TtMXcgG-HuI/AAAAAAAAD9E/3LvjtDJDuC8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4713984710931660828</id><published>2011-11-04T22:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:06:35.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Milo!</title><content type='html'>Meow!!&amp;nbsp; Another kitty inside our home.&amp;nbsp; Cali showed up on our back deck almost exactly nine years ago, and we've loved on her since.&amp;nbsp; And now Milo has done the same thing!!&amp;nbsp; If I weren't such a softie for these sweet babes, I'd sweep 'em off the deck with a broom!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is-- he's&amp;nbsp;a young whipper snapper, he's kitty-box trained, he's been declawed and neutered.&amp;nbsp; Surely someone's missing him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's darling- he's photogenic- he's SOO ornery- he's full of personality- he's mischievous- he's quick- he's ALWAYS hungry- he drinks from our bathroom sink- he's a kisser and sometimes even gives love bites (tisk tisk)- his fur is super soft, but he sheds like a mad man- his tail is always up when he walks- he has little birthmarks on his lips- he has two favorite spots- he's a good listener- he sleeps at my feet- he's got some killer eyes- he's a self-proclaimed escape artist (which is probably how his first owners lost him!) he lays right in the middle of the kitchen floor- you can throw him over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes- he's a talker...I mean--talker! - he's great with the kids- and he's sometimes (most of the time) great with Cali...although if I'm being honest, she could totally do without him!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I found him- owning the joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJwTerwuwkc/TtMUA2IMFFI/AAAAAAAAD8o/EU7uZ-Kd41o/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJwTerwuwkc/TtMUA2IMFFI/AAAAAAAAD8o/EU7uZ-Kd41o/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is his upstairs favorite place.&amp;nbsp; He's usually cuddled up sleeping, right in the corner of the rails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtFDbt7tz4U/TtMUw-UCE2I/AAAAAAAAD8w/buV-qgVaP20/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XtFDbt7tz4U/TtMUw-UCE2I/AAAAAAAAD8w/buV-qgVaP20/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is his other favorite spot.&amp;nbsp; He can see everything from the back of the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLoft0guA8w/TtMVq1h6BnI/AAAAAAAAD88/qV1xL-oUg28/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aLoft0guA8w/TtMVq1h6BnI/AAAAAAAAD88/qV1xL-oUg28/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7lsqlPDz4LE/TtOSlcShzrI/AAAAAAAAD94/w6-MRS-aQNQ/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7lsqlPDz4LE/TtOSlcShzrI/AAAAAAAAD94/w6-MRS-aQNQ/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When Milo and Cali touch noses, she'll say, "They're marrying...Awe!"&amp;nbsp; I love that we're raising children who will learn to love animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4713984710931660828?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4713984710931660828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4713984710931660828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4713984710931660828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4713984710931660828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/meet-milo.html' title='Meet Milo!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJwTerwuwkc/TtMUA2IMFFI/AAAAAAAAD8o/EU7uZ-Kd41o/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1829100873544222938</id><published>2011-11-02T21:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T12:57:08.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sadie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQW5W5yK1ss/TtMGVnWzO-I/AAAAAAAAD78/jrwYIaXzndM/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQW5W5yK1ss/TtMGVnWzO-I/AAAAAAAAD78/jrwYIaXzndM/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And so we bid Yolanda the Honda (Yo Ho for short) farewell.&amp;nbsp; Don't think I didn't have a tear about it, 'cuz I did.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to see her go, yet sad too.&amp;nbsp; Almost 10 years of driving her everyday of my life.&amp;nbsp; 140,000 miles.&amp;nbsp; Woah, dog.&amp;nbsp; How much gas is that anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!&amp;nbsp; When you've spent 10 years of your life with something so near and dear, you'll probably end up with at the very least, a few hundred memories too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten things I want to remember-&lt;br /&gt;1.We bought this car as an engaged couple.&amp;nbsp; We were about a month away from being wed and this was our fist big purchase together.&amp;nbsp; We considered it&amp;nbsp;most likely to be the&amp;nbsp;"family car." &lt;br /&gt;2.Yo Ho&amp;nbsp;helped me move out of my parents home and into the house with my new husband in Springfield MO.&amp;nbsp; We drove 30 minutes to and from work, five days a week together.&amp;nbsp; That's a lot of singing!&amp;nbsp; And Lord only knows how many weekends we actually spent in Springfield, if we weren't headed back up to KC or Iowa!&lt;br /&gt;3.Yolanda helped Ben and I move back to Kansas City&amp;nbsp;when he decided to&amp;nbsp;head to chiropractic school.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;Her and I&amp;nbsp;drove to Liberty and back while I taught there for four years.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;Ben and I brought home our first baby girl...I'm getting choked up just reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqbEtzBMlMs/TtMG-E-AhEI/AAAAAAAAD8I/amVDG90Kgpk/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqbEtzBMlMs/TtMG-E-AhEI/AAAAAAAAD8I/amVDG90Kgpk/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;Ben and I brought home our first baby boy too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMp8-cc10WQ/TtMIkG4pgjI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/yLpVrXX2mZE/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zMp8-cc10WQ/TtMIkG4pgjI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/yLpVrXX2mZE/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;We've turned around car seats and bought big ones too!&amp;nbsp; Lots of growing up has been done.&amp;nbsp; Even for us parentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuQidz64cdY/TtMKpPfJFKI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/fv2HrduSgZM/s1600/IMG_2938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuQidz64cdY/TtMKpPfJFKI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/fv2HrduSgZM/s320/IMG_2938.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Pp4cwlrm64/TtMLtxwDTxI/AAAAAAAAD8g/obwFUoWigPg/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Pp4cwlrm64/TtMLtxwDTxI/AAAAAAAAD8g/obwFUoWigPg/s320/027.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp;Ben and I spent a whole lotta time inside laughing, jamming, sleeping, talking, discussing, and getting to know eachother in Yolanda.&amp;nbsp; She really was an awesome car.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;9. I loved how the kids were within reach for me to do the 'go-go-gadget arm swing-around move'.&amp;nbsp; I could touch their face if they were crying in their infant carrier and tell them they were alright.&amp;nbsp; Or reposition the bottle somehow.&amp;nbsp; You learn to be Super Mommy in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;10. The kids and I had many a jam sessions listening to Lady Gaga, Pink, Brittany, etc.&amp;nbsp;We'd&amp;nbsp;often&amp;nbsp;get to where we were going and not turn the car off until the song was over!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we outgrew her.&amp;nbsp; Plain and simple.&amp;nbsp; Introducing our new super sweet and sassy ride, Sadie the Acadia.&amp;nbsp; She's a 2011, slightly used, and really loves being a Dohrmann.&amp;nbsp; She fits right in.&amp;nbsp;Although&amp;nbsp;Lil Mak cried all the way to the dealership once she learned we were selling the Honda and buying a new car.&amp;nbsp; "I don't wanna a&amp;nbsp;new car...I don't wanna a new car."&amp;nbsp; She sure loves it&amp;nbsp;now though!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm excited to see how we grow with her as well.&amp;nbsp; Lots of new memories to be made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388834_10150337103711627_693211626_8525510_1344497727_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1829100873544222938?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1829100873544222938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1829100873544222938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1829100873544222938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1829100873544222938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/sweet-sadie.html' title='Sweet Sadie'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RQW5W5yK1ss/TtMGVnWzO-I/AAAAAAAAD78/jrwYIaXzndM/s72-c/IMG_0537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1829348550688950209</id><published>2011-11-01T21:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:27:28.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>The most amazing Tracy Routh shot a few photos of our fam this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; It was a great session- the kids were aweome, the weather was amazing, the photographer was all, game-on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here a few that I have rights to...you might see a few more on a Christmas card, or if you come to our home for a visit!&amp;nbsp; (Which btw, you're MORE than welcome!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IgLHOvubKU/TtMAMsUb4iI/AAAAAAAAD7s/BOGIR4U_76w/s1600/Tracy+Routh1-10-25-11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IgLHOvubKU/TtMAMsUb4iI/AAAAAAAAD7s/BOGIR4U_76w/s320/Tracy+Routh1-10-25-11.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0A5Sd6A-Asc/TtMAX72g0qI/AAAAAAAAD70/W6JZO2C6bdE/s1600/Tracy+Routh-10-25-11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0A5Sd6A-Asc/TtMAX72g0qI/AAAAAAAAD70/W6JZO2C6bdE/s320/Tracy+Routh-10-25-11.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cjmYPyTjnE/TwtNoORANVI/AAAAAAAAEK4/bPRMpetrV5A/s1600/Tracy+Routh5+10-25-11.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cjmYPyTjnE/TwtNoORANVI/AAAAAAAAEK4/bPRMpetrV5A/s320/Tracy+Routh5+10-25-11.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1829348550688950209?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1829348550688950209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1829348550688950209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1829348550688950209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1829348550688950209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3IgLHOvubKU/TtMAMsUb4iI/AAAAAAAAD7s/BOGIR4U_76w/s72-c/Tracy+Routh1-10-25-11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2106251627733478373</id><published>2011-10-31T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:33:55.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Craziness</title><content type='html'>We started off our crazy Halloween weekend with a little kid party!&amp;nbsp; Sooo fun- and I loved that the parents were all there enjoying the festivities too!&amp;nbsp; Sandy (the host) is a kindergarten teacher and had everything all laid out.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure she had her lesson plan somewhere...&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Games!&amp;nbsp; Crafts!&amp;nbsp; Food!&amp;nbsp; Oh my!!&amp;nbsp; A total blast!&lt;br /&gt;I know this picture isn't really that great, but I wanted to point out the kids' super cute Halloween tees &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Especially-For-You/234305883257637?sk=app_169505045786"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; made!&amp;nbsp; Aren't they darling?!&amp;nbsp; Oh friends--- you just wait til you see the Thanksgiving ones!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azu-TLyoDbM/TsnHZXYyl9I/AAAAAAAAD6E/gqWoVtFwPWM/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azu-TLyoDbM/TsnHZXYyl9I/AAAAAAAAD6E/gqWoVtFwPWM/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday&amp;nbsp;we had a Halloween themed birthday party for Mak's lil gal-pal, Isabelle.&amp;nbsp; Yee-haw!!&amp;nbsp; A cowgirl at heart, that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316204_2593249349571_1204774457_3119248_293107174_n.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we hosted DAM Club over here at our house.&amp;nbsp; It is SOO FUNNNNN to see these kids grow together.&amp;nbsp; They're darling- and look at them in their costumes!!&amp;nbsp; It's just too much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--33YL9dRRMA/TsnI4lnSNgI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/7s836uPFC6w/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--33YL9dRRMA/TsnI4lnSNgI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/7s836uPFC6w/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna had yet another Halloween party to attend on Sunday afternoon with her beau, Jax.&amp;nbsp; Mandy outdid herself- I mean...A.dor.a.ble.&amp;nbsp; Makenna thoroughly enjoyed herself for a few hours away from Mommy, Daddy, and Bennett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CuXjbOo4G1Y/TtL4wWNkyRI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/XgzujozXTzQ/s1600/IMG_6385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CuXjbOo4G1Y/TtL4wWNkyRI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/XgzujozXTzQ/s320/IMG_6385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ptfQLcn7g7Y/TtL4zXqzsDI/AAAAAAAAD6g/XA1khQDUFB8/s1600/IMG_6450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ptfQLcn7g7Y/TtL4zXqzsDI/AAAAAAAAD6g/XA1khQDUFB8/s320/IMG_6450.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmIu3dISnc0/TtL41X9CjiI/AAAAAAAAD6o/vdS7CN2_qaU/s1600/IMG_6485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmIu3dISnc0/TtL41X9CjiI/AAAAAAAAD6o/vdS7CN2_qaU/s320/IMG_6485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And so it was off to bed to rejuvenate for the next morning!&amp;nbsp; The Halloween party at school with her classmates!&amp;nbsp; They had a parade, made candy necklaces, bowled with pumpkins, and dressed up their teachers as mummies.&amp;nbsp; Too cute!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Znq_tfEg_Uw/TtL5u1nItxI/AAAAAAAAD6w/HeuuhXHXdHE/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Znq_tfEg_Uw/TtL5u1nItxI/AAAAAAAAD6w/HeuuhXHXdHE/s320/002.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ms. Tiffany is the director, and lil Audrey is another classmate.&amp;nbsp; They all three make such cute Dorothy's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWDfLYVsP4/TtL58OGu41I/AAAAAAAAD64/KbCkq3w5t3Q/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2DWDfLYVsP4/TtL58OGu41I/AAAAAAAAD64/KbCkq3w5t3Q/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I'm not your mummy- I'm your teacher!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAkyq6aDg4o/TtL6F368hxI/AAAAAAAAD7A/69n8umfU2pQ/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAkyq6aDg4o/TtL6F368hxI/AAAAAAAAD7A/69n8umfU2pQ/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, we have trick or treating!!&amp;nbsp; It's fairly anti-climatic, don't&amp;nbsp;you think!?&amp;nbsp; After having all these parties and social gatherings!?&amp;nbsp;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We were lucky to have wonderful weather.  The kids couldn't wait and really, who am I kidding.  I couldn't either.  I love a good time.  Makenna and her little girlfriend up the street, Ava led the way and the little brothers followed.  It didn't take Bennett long to get the hang of it either!  He'd say, "cheat cheat" and then try to run as fast as could (in a lion's costume with big puffy feet!) up to the next door with the girls.  They are so great.  And we are so lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Most of the Wizard of Oz cast! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Dfj9yNTPM/TtL82byr0LI/AAAAAAAAD7I/wWvDGheu-iQ/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Dfj9yNTPM/TtL82byr0LI/AAAAAAAAD7I/wWvDGheu-iQ/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just Us.&amp;nbsp; Halloween 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkHr8j-WZ3k/TtL8_h4hzMI/AAAAAAAAD7U/TjB5ZON1xuM/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkHr8j-WZ3k/TtL8_h4hzMI/AAAAAAAAD7U/TjB5ZON1xuM/s320/018.JPG" width="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little Bubby at Aunt Ruthie's and Uncle Ryan's house...he knew what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAURghFmi4Y/TtL9GJNOREI/AAAAAAAAD7c/dHDeWLDZ1Fc/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAURghFmi4Y/TtL9GJNOREI/AAAAAAAAD7c/dHDeWLDZ1Fc/s320/021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's the roughest, toughest, meanest, lion around the KC area.&amp;nbsp; Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!&amp;nbsp; (Yea, right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MhtqPX8N1l0/TtL9K-8DhAI/AAAAAAAAD7k/80sl8zMkT1s/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MhtqPX8N1l0/TtL9K-8DhAI/AAAAAAAAD7k/80sl8zMkT1s/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2106251627733478373?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2106251627733478373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2106251627733478373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2106251627733478373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2106251627733478373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-craziness.html' title='Halloween Craziness'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azu-TLyoDbM/TsnHZXYyl9I/AAAAAAAAD6E/gqWoVtFwPWM/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7177945511556855384</id><published>2011-10-26T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:26:35.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Dance</title><content type='html'>And so begins our Halloween week!&amp;nbsp; First up- dance class!!&amp;nbsp; Sweet Baby Girl Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtf02OTQz0/TsnB6WCIaUI/AAAAAAAAD5g/p5pWYqFOOYI/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtf02OTQz0/TsnB6WCIaUI/AAAAAAAAD5g/p5pWYqFOOYI/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She's showing her costume to Ms. Jill!&amp;nbsp; Look at how she's standing!&amp;nbsp; Such a cutie-pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBSPO1xWifQ/TsnEoIqgoCI/AAAAAAAAD58/8vs8VqMhF2Q/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBSPO1xWifQ/TsnEoIqgoCI/AAAAAAAAD58/8vs8VqMhF2Q/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Diane is singing, "Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road!"&amp;nbsp; She's so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-LOkPQyZ2w/TsnCVsZRa9I/AAAAAAAAD5s/uLMainZW2Mk/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-LOkPQyZ2w/TsnCVsZRa9I/AAAAAAAAD5s/uLMainZW2Mk/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbtk2qm1WBY/TsnCmY00ibI/AAAAAAAAD50/RQ8Sz_qc3MY/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbtk2qm1WBY/TsnCmY00ibI/AAAAAAAAD50/RQ8Sz_qc3MY/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7177945511556855384?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7177945511556855384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7177945511556855384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7177945511556855384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7177945511556855384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-dance.html' title='Halloween Dance'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFtf02OTQz0/TsnB6WCIaUI/AAAAAAAAD5g/p5pWYqFOOYI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-367755754364392233</id><published>2011-10-25T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:09:55.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins, Etc.</title><content type='html'>We took another class field trip to the pumpkin patch this morning.&amp;nbsp; Boy...it was WINDY!!!&amp;nbsp; Pretty bad in all honesty.&amp;nbsp; Not gonna lie- I might have wanted to get back in the car and go home.&amp;nbsp; Of course I didn't- it was my daughter's day...but man.&amp;nbsp; Nasty wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day though however and the kids had tons of fun!&amp;nbsp; We're so lucky she attends such a great preschool, with such loving families and wonderful teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through the corn maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrcjGrea8gY/Tsm9cg9sWeI/AAAAAAAAD4g/MLsduJTDBrg/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrcjGrea8gY/Tsm9cg9sWeI/AAAAAAAAD4g/MLsduJTDBrg/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Class photo on top of the round bales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Epzt86Qc1_4/Tsm-WNbN9JI/AAAAAAAAD4s/ozhheZZCowc/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Epzt86Qc1_4/Tsm-WNbN9JI/AAAAAAAAD4s/ozhheZZCowc/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know wind is invisible, but can't you see it in this picture?! I. love. this. one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYz9hH1INBA/Tsm-sAtQ43I/AAAAAAAAD40/cfFA0XDMQhI/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYz9hH1INBA/Tsm-sAtQ43I/AAAAAAAAD40/cfFA0XDMQhI/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bale bopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjruMGRipaY/Tsm_OAV2A1I/AAAAAAAAD48/uGfuSBQgLvA/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjruMGRipaY/Tsm_OAV2A1I/AAAAAAAAD48/uGfuSBQgLvA/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Holding the baby kitties.&amp;nbsp; Most certainly her favorite part!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__5DSkU25hI/TsnAHxghMZI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/GGKXAK0vw4A/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-__5DSkU25hI/TsnAHxghMZI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/GGKXAK0vw4A/s320/019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mommy and Miss Mak with her perfect pumpkin...which btw, was really perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7hV03xvsDg/TsnAhn_rKaI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/l_bJ0DMWHlw/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7hV03xvsDg/TsnAhn_rKaI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/l_bJ0DMWHlw/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-367755754364392233?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/367755754364392233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=367755754364392233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/367755754364392233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/367755754364392233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkins-etc.html' title='Pumpkins, Etc.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NrcjGrea8gY/Tsm9cg9sWeI/AAAAAAAAD4g/MLsduJTDBrg/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7259397052236988243</id><published>2011-10-23T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:42:41.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Carolyn's Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>The last time we had been here I was extremely pregnant with Bennett and my mom and I brought Makenna.&amp;nbsp; I distinctly remember riding the wagon to pick out a pumpkin, hoping the bouncing from the wheels would break my water!! :)&amp;nbsp;We all had great fun today enjoying the nice fall weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;choo-choo ride.&amp;nbsp; B's just in heaven with anything train-oriented!&amp;nbsp; Duh- he's&amp;nbsp;a two year old boy.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's&amp;nbsp;a given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYd8u0Arzw/Tsm5OCnHaHI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/Z7--TAr6uEg/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYd8u0Arzw/Tsm5OCnHaHI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/Z7--TAr6uEg/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They're so darling.&amp;nbsp; I almost can't help myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKYFGUzSzks/Tsm57_VCAZI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/EIbTg1lexxA/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJd7fr5kpa8/Tsm38USSc-I/AAAAAAAAD4I/_Fy4DGPGxO8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJd7fr5kpa8/Tsm38USSc-I/AAAAAAAAD4I/_Fy4DGPGxO8/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3045764956781718430?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3045764956781718430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3045764956781718430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3045764956781718430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3045764956781718430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/pre-game-warm-up.html' title='Pre-game Warm-up'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gJd7fr5kpa8/Tsm38USSc-I/AAAAAAAAD4I/_Fy4DGPGxO8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1720243282873763532</id><published>2011-10-15T16:45:00.076-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:23:10.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest in Hampton 2011</title><content type='html'>Oh mannnnnnn.&amp;nbsp; Is it good to be&amp;nbsp;a Dohrmann?!!&amp;nbsp; We ventured up to Ben's family's farm this past weekend and took. it. all. in.&amp;nbsp; The weather was really gorgeous and made for such an enjoyable farm/harvest visit.&amp;nbsp; Bennett wouldn't stop talking about the "ombine." Miss Mak loved chasing the kitties with Cousin Cael...her new BFF.&amp;nbsp; And Daddy- he about jumps out of his skin when you start talking about going home for harvest.&amp;nbsp; You think I'm kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Makenna to come upstairs and pack her bag with "whatever she felt she needed to go to the farm."&amp;nbsp; That was all I said, and all I did.&amp;nbsp; Sure enough..she came upstairs, went to her bedroom, and told me about fifteen minutes later that she was done.&amp;nbsp; I said okay and went about my business.&amp;nbsp; Awhile later, I thought maybe I should "recheck" her work.&amp;nbsp; I was in awe.&amp;nbsp; She was the perfect packer...I swear she's better than her 36 year old father!&amp;nbsp; A girl after my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had the perfect look-out for little dalmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owtjW9w7nlE/TqczBB_0mgI/AAAAAAAADww/yjzv3Lvqlg4/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then she had headbands in one side pocket, underwear in another, and socks on the inside.&amp;nbsp; A few skirts and&amp;nbsp;some shirts folded SO nicely.&amp;nbsp; Organized and ready, well thought-out and impressive.&amp;nbsp; I really couldn't believe it.&amp;nbsp; Thought it'd make a great memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2-rq22tsG0/Tqc0Eo3Z7vI/AAAAAAAADw4/JsvzYU9yDk8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2-rq22tsG0/Tqc0Eo3Z7vI/AAAAAAAADw4/JsvzYU9yDk8/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we arrived, Ben's cousin Paul (and his family) came over.&amp;nbsp; Both of his sisters and their boys, his aunt, etc.&amp;nbsp; The whole gang!!&amp;nbsp; Beer, pizza, and lots of chaos easily equals a great time!!&amp;nbsp; And then we hit the hometown bar for a late night snack and some more brewskies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are the kids:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cael Roberts (Jill Dohrmann's son), Mitchell and Grace Fahrmann (Paul's kids), Will&amp;nbsp; Britton (Sarah's son), and then ours.&amp;nbsp; They sure had a heckuv a party playing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEP8rrhWa40/TsmrZ42TvzI/AAAAAAAAD1E/4-EgMCmxulM/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEP8rrhWa40/TsmrZ42TvzI/AAAAAAAAD1E/4-EgMCmxulM/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Adult time at the Coulter Pub with Paul and Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vwv9RwY2t7g/Tsmr4tSTw9I/AAAAAAAAD1M/yLxEpIJPCko/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vwv9RwY2t7g/Tsmr4tSTw9I/AAAAAAAAD1M/yLxEpIJPCko/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mindy, Jill, and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p0-DWNypHGs/Tsmr6_QQsGI/AAAAAAAAD1U/_L7vSSt9tV4/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p0-DWNypHGs/Tsmr6_QQsGI/AAAAAAAAD1U/_L7vSSt9tV4/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the Dohrmann grandkids- Cael (8), Will (1), and Miss Mak&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; B.&amp;nbsp; Sweet thangs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdgCiYNGTwU/TsmscOVTTqI/AAAAAAAAD1c/t402Gesc_bw/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sdgCiYNGTwU/TsmscOVTTqI/AAAAAAAAD1c/t402Gesc_bw/s320/019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lucky for us, the weather was absolutely, amazingly, perfect.&amp;nbsp; It was cool and crisp, with the sun shining.&amp;nbsp; And because the weather was so incredible, and I was feeling all photog-ish, you'll get to view some pretty great pics, if I do say so myself!&amp;nbsp; I'm no professional, BUT...&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl0lE7JdpUA/Tsmt1-fSxvI/AAAAAAAAD2A/Cza7Sqo7VG8/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hl0lE7JdpUA/Tsmt1-fSxvI/AAAAAAAAD2A/Cza7Sqo7VG8/s320/022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAqsBA8B2Oo/TsmuLApoL6I/AAAAAAAAD2I/CsTF05VbgtU/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAqsBA8B2Oo/TsmuLApoL6I/AAAAAAAAD2I/CsTF05VbgtU/s320/025.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Talk about a sa-weet poser.&amp;nbsp; He's all, Mr. GQ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sCmasvFk-LE/Tsmuj-4QSRI/AAAAAAAAD2U/UpL2c1lbJ4A/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sCmasvFk-LE/Tsmuj-4QSRI/AAAAAAAAD2U/UpL2c1lbJ4A/s320/026.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bennett fell in the tall grass and couldn't really get up.&amp;nbsp; Quite funny actually!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mU-4060MTYk/Tsmwto1Q50I/AAAAAAAAD2k/QTFWf6noWvw/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mU-4060MTYk/Tsmwto1Q50I/AAAAAAAAD2k/QTFWf6noWvw/s320/029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E77rb9c41j8/Tsmw9IHGRmI/AAAAAAAAD2s/UXyv0_xea60/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E77rb9c41j8/Tsmw9IHGRmI/AAAAAAAAD2s/UXyv0_xea60/s320/031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And doesn't this picture depict your ideal image of farm life?&amp;nbsp; It's perfect in my eye.&amp;nbsp; One of my faves from the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm_7YwDboaA/Tsmxe-VEKxI/AAAAAAAAD20/Xin-nzOlXrQ/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mm_7YwDboaA/Tsmxe-VEKxI/AAAAAAAAD20/Xin-nzOlXrQ/s320/032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grandpa Boyd lovin' every minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7l8MSvZcN0Y/TsmzEoHo4GI/AAAAAAAAD3I/8a9x_Bj22Rc/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7l8MSvZcN0Y/TsmzEoHo4GI/AAAAAAAAD3I/8a9x_Bj22Rc/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some good 'ole fashioned farm shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCbBMsZb0Lg/Tsmz0eWwKII/AAAAAAAAD3Q/fN82BGxVKV8/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xCbBMsZb0Lg/Tsmz0eWwKII/AAAAAAAAD3Q/fN82BGxVKV8/s320/036.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How can you not love this?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fY_qSiJFCO0/Tsm0CgObp5I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/mHyGFayt3ak/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fY_qSiJFCO0/Tsm0CgObp5I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/mHyGFayt3ak/s320/038.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone took a turn for a ride in the combine....aka "ombine" as Bennett says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzN0SRiNX7I/Tsm1W1CdrBI/AAAAAAAAD30/w_9swYyUlKM/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzN0SRiNX7I/Tsm1W1CdrBI/AAAAAAAAD30/w_9swYyUlKM/s320/042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1720243282873763532?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1720243282873763532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1720243282873763532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1720243282873763532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1720243282873763532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/harvest-in-hampton-2011.html' title='Harvest in Hampton 2011'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-owtjW9w7nlE/TqczBB_0mgI/AAAAAAAADww/yjzv3Lvqlg4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4396299507272151302</id><published>2011-10-11T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:45:11.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Tradition</title><content type='html'>Texas Road House- that's where's it at.&amp;nbsp; They don't throw their rolls like Lambert's, BUT... they dance, and sing, and clap.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bennett Cole- 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ha5pz8Kiwg/TqcsP0jWrrI/AAAAAAAADwM/kB6c_ISQB9M/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ha5pz8Kiwg/TqcsP0jWrrI/AAAAAAAADwM/kB6c_ISQB9M/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJwJuSYOzU0/TqcsURjQ9MI/AAAAAAAADwU/NCY33Q3zRgQ/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJwJuSYOzU0/TqcsURjQ9MI/AAAAAAAADwU/NCY33Q3zRgQ/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bennett Cole- 1 year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tu8nE2eR1iM/TqcsnTuS65I/AAAAAAAADwc/b0wg59YogL4/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tu8nE2eR1iM/TqcsnTuS65I/AAAAAAAADwc/b0wg59YogL4/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And ps- here are his thank you cards.&amp;nbsp; I made 'em on Shutterfly.&amp;nbsp; Pretty stinking cute, huh?!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnRtuVpXDi4/TqctiWD23iI/AAAAAAAADwo/8fqjlKx3fAM/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnRtuVpXDi4/TqctiWD23iI/AAAAAAAADwo/8fqjlKx3fAM/s320/050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4396299507272151302?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4396299507272151302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4396299507272151302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4396299507272151302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4396299507272151302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/birthday-tradition.html' title='Birthday Tradition'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ha5pz8Kiwg/TqcsP0jWrrI/AAAAAAAADwM/kB6c_ISQB9M/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3898188326497897154</id><published>2011-10-10T14:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:34:11.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo Choo- Bennett's TWO!</title><content type='html'>He's&amp;nbsp;such a big boy now.&amp;nbsp; Using the potty, drinking from&amp;nbsp;a cup, saying sentences and having conversations...next I know he'll be drinking beer with Daddy.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His birthday party was super fun.&amp;nbsp; He's obsessed with trains, hence the theme.&amp;nbsp; The down side of taking lots of pictures is then you have lots to post.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully you all don't really care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an aerial shot of&amp;nbsp;the kitchen table decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqQawtEh23E/Tqcf1kVa7kI/AAAAAAAADt4/I__vwviunN8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqQawtEh23E/Tqcf1kVa7kI/AAAAAAAADt4/I__vwviunN8/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The cake was done by Great Cakes in Liberty.&amp;nbsp; I would highly recommend using them for you locals.&amp;nbsp; Notice the silverware and banner matched the cake.&amp;nbsp; Ah, Etsy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KpK-qKiH4A/TqchByFNyNI/AAAAAAAADuA/_f6uz-EVosA/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_KpK-qKiH4A/TqchByFNyNI/AAAAAAAADuA/_f6uz-EVosA/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mE_HlzhERXg/TqchkIzGcgI/AAAAAAAADuM/XAAdEsLSWL0/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mE_HlzhERXg/TqchkIzGcgI/AAAAAAAADuM/XAAdEsLSWL0/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0aYu8-sK26U/TqchwkFLzEI/AAAAAAAADuc/h1-reht66cs/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0aYu8-sK26U/TqchwkFLzEI/AAAAAAAADuc/h1-reht66cs/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The kids were given wooden train whistles as a parting gift.&amp;nbsp; Yes- I waited until they were out of my house. :)&amp;nbsp; I wasn't born yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQCn4Uymmp8/TqciUtqMH1I/AAAAAAAADuk/0vELqSgx_RU/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQCn4Uymmp8/TqciUtqMH1I/AAAAAAAADuk/0vELqSgx_RU/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The birthday boy was in his conductor duds- fully equipped with a choo choo shirt (that he went ballistic over!) and choo choo pants.&amp;nbsp; Allllllllllllll aboard!!!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Once again- the shirt?!....Etsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The pants, Gap Kids last spring. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKg3eL0gun0/TqcjEAkuGNI/AAAAAAAADus/aF8O-gihJfY/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OKg3eL0gun0/TqcjEAkuGNI/AAAAAAAADus/aF8O-gihJfY/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He waited so patiently for everyone to gather in the family room.&amp;nbsp; Presents, presents, and more presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1yyvQO0muCU/Tqcji18bRyI/AAAAAAAADu4/2_VRW6RDbQ4/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1yyvQO0muCU/Tqcji18bRyI/AAAAAAAADu4/2_VRW6RDbQ4/s320/017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The best present was saved for last, of course.&amp;nbsp; What two year old boy&amp;nbsp;(who happens to love trains) wouldn't want a riding Thomas theTrain?!&amp;nbsp; Duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVlwKnGPPmg/TqckjJKN9wI/AAAAAAAADvA/pdnmRwcdrjc/s1600/047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XVlwKnGPPmg/TqckjJKN9wI/AAAAAAAADvA/pdnmRwcdrjc/s320/047.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_pZZm5gQ3M/Tqck5jv8NzI/AAAAAAAADvI/_ltrXqp4EOA/s1600/057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1_pZZm5gQ3M/Tqck5jv8NzI/AAAAAAAADvI/_ltrXqp4EOA/s320/057.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihqjvbJXN_A/TqclNzj0bxI/AAAAAAAADvQ/815OFBYl3rI/s1600/058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihqjvbJXN_A/TqclNzj0bxI/AAAAAAAADvQ/815OFBYl3rI/s320/058.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tearing him away from Thomas to come inside for cake and ice cream was quite a fiasco.&amp;nbsp; Once he actually understood what was going on, then it was better.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned- maybe next time...give the best present after the cake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He blew out the candle before we could even get through the Happy Birthday song.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, this was a do-over. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iTu45Z2J4Jo/TqcozlKAzOI/AAAAAAAADvo/F7MVLsfiegI/s1600/067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iTu45Z2J4Jo/TqcozlKAzOI/AAAAAAAADvo/F7MVLsfiegI/s320/067.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He was so proud. :)&amp;nbsp; And big sister was too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LoQb-knGKkw/TqcqAxaoc2I/AAAAAAAADv8/V5fPXSkBnLU/s1600/070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LoQb-knGKkw/TqcqAxaoc2I/AAAAAAAADv8/V5fPXSkBnLU/s320/070.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How 'bout we try a family shot?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCZ7IeTUb1g/TqcqWo4SRGI/AAAAAAAADwE/mnbjqXbbx7Y/s1600/076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCZ7IeTUb1g/TqcqWo4SRGI/AAAAAAAADwE/mnbjqXbbx7Y/s320/076.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love you SOO very much, Bubba.&amp;nbsp; You're our favorite lil guy.&amp;nbsp; Happy 2nd Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3898188326497897154?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3898188326497897154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3898188326497897154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3898188326497897154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3898188326497897154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/choo-choo-bennetts-two.html' title='Choo Choo- Bennett&apos;s TWO!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqQawtEh23E/Tqcf1kVa7kI/AAAAAAAADt4/I__vwviunN8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7228885786531982358</id><published>2011-10-09T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T15:04:06.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyclone Pictures</title><content type='html'>Only because the Cyclone game we attended was back in early September, am I just going to literally post the pictures.&amp;nbsp; These fraternity brothers of Ben's are like big brothers to me.&amp;nbsp; I'm so&amp;nbsp;lucky that my husband has an awesome crew of college buddies.&amp;nbsp; It's way over the top great to get to see them on an (at least) yearly basis.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="238" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321540_2427024522678_1463512139_2669099_411928186_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="209" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308945_2427017602505_1463512139_2669081_175657269_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="192" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297809_2427009162294_1463512139_2669058_1176529288_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7228885786531982358?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7228885786531982358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7228885786531982358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7228885786531982358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7228885786531982358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/cyclone-pictures.html' title='Cyclone Pictures'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2118491478807286871</id><published>2011-10-07T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:12:58.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Hill Pom Pon</title><content type='html'>The Trojans pom girls put on another dance camp, in which case I enrolled Mak for.&amp;nbsp; They performed &lt;em&gt;on the football field, &lt;/em&gt;mind you and she yet once again, totally rocked it.&amp;nbsp; It was sort of like a dance recital for me.&amp;nbsp; I wore my red, black, and white...felt all fall-footballish...took my family to my alma mater...and then our daughter performed on the same field as I once had.&amp;nbsp; Full circle moment, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ds4A_x3Dnyw/TpSitPZpAUI/AAAAAAAADtY/Y1X-N91rEOM/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ds4A_x3Dnyw/TpSitPZpAUI/AAAAAAAADtY/Y1X-N91rEOM/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew2x7ZG2VB4/TpSix0jCtzI/AAAAAAAADtg/atAIEHI0WwQ/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ew2x7ZG2VB4/TpSix0jCtzI/AAAAAAAADtg/atAIEHI0WwQ/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uf3zQr6GRD0/TpSi0c_5ntI/AAAAAAAADto/u_0wTQ-ruyg/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uf3zQr6GRD0/TpSi0c_5ntI/AAAAAAAADto/u_0wTQ-ruyg/s320/019.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here's a funny family picture.&amp;nbsp; Guess I need to start getting used to family pictures&amp;nbsp;not being so "picture perfect." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TT2hbC1vtX4/TpSi5XgaUaI/AAAAAAAADtw/M_V382h66Vw/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TT2hbC1vtX4/TpSi5XgaUaI/AAAAAAAADtw/M_V382h66Vw/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2118491478807286871?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2118491478807286871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2118491478807286871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2118491478807286871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2118491478807286871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/park-hill-pom-pon.html' title='Park Hill Pom Pon'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ds4A_x3Dnyw/TpSitPZpAUI/AAAAAAAADtY/Y1X-N91rEOM/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2666214628727653081</id><published>2011-10-05T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:27:50.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294623_10150310923476627_693211626_8376608_511196159_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child labor laws?!...what!?!?&amp;nbsp; They were paying their keep!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2666214628727653081?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2666214628727653081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2666214628727653081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2666214628727653081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2666214628727653081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-is-faling.html' title='Fall is Falling'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6656231145898669406</id><published>2011-10-03T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:43:37.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>When the kids happen to sit on the couch at the same time and enjoy a show, this is how they sit.&amp;nbsp; They'd only be closer if Bennett was&amp;nbsp;ON Makenna's lap.&amp;nbsp; Snuggle bunnies and sweet babes, they are- that's fo shizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpoRYOTrBxg/TpSb6KKFhjI/AAAAAAAADtM/Tx68BYebN0Y/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpoRYOTrBxg/TpSb6KKFhjI/AAAAAAAADtM/Tx68BYebN0Y/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6656231145898669406?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6656231145898669406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6656231145898669406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6656231145898669406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6656231145898669406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/10/tv.html' title='TV'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GpoRYOTrBxg/TpSb6KKFhjI/AAAAAAAADtM/Tx68BYebN0Y/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4772921975426034263</id><published>2011-10-01T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:32:24.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cirque Du Bebe</title><content type='html'>Child Rearing is a Circus!&amp;nbsp; Boy- that's the truth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carisa, Jill, and I threw a baby shower for our friend Jenny.&amp;nbsp; We are so thankful that her and Robert have been blessed with the sweetness of Baby Isaiah.&amp;nbsp; He's one very special gift.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had tons of fun throwing the shower!&amp;nbsp; Some girlfriends of mine had thrown a similiar shower, so I borrowed their theme, idea, and things!&amp;nbsp; Adorable to say the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to show you all the pictures, but&amp;nbsp;that may&amp;nbsp;be a little redundant. :)&amp;nbsp; I'll give ya ten...yea-cuz that's not redundant. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x3ZckOqkLaw/TpSWKaSanFI/AAAAAAAADr0/gNYZvUiOkjk/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x3ZckOqkLaw/TpSWKaSanFI/AAAAAAAADr0/gNYZvUiOkjk/s320/014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It sure is a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rocked out to some major tunage...complete with Journey, Michael, maybe a bit of Tiffany and Debbie Gibson?!...don't really remember. :)&amp;nbsp; That's not the point.&amp;nbsp; The point is that it was a super great time and the costumes were rad.&amp;nbsp; Rambo was there, Hulk Hogan...maybe one of the guys from ACDC?&amp;nbsp; And I'm pretty sure there was a paint can involved- and a few rounds of tippy cup.&amp;nbsp; Felt like I was back in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from the 80's themed party.&amp;nbsp; Observe at your own risk.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Ben and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NFQWmVrCig/To5qT5UE7oI/AAAAAAAADrc/xuWsXybS5MY/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NFQWmVrCig/To5qT5UE7oI/AAAAAAAADrc/xuWsXybS5MY/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My brother and his wifey-poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cb4hLFyLBFU/To5qlT76y3I/AAAAAAAADrs/tS4rwGSPw7c/s320/045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here's Ryan with his buddies since forever ago...like seriously- forever ago.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure I knew these boys when they were in diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CubqnNdbdcs/To5qqT-BiRI/AAAAAAAADrw/r8JIILZgVgI/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CubqnNdbdcs/To5qqT-BiRI/AAAAAAAADrw/r8JIILZgVgI/s320/077.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday, Ry-Pie.&amp;nbsp; You're 30 now...and you're married.&amp;nbsp; Time to give me a niece or nephew. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6497649671615323670?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6497649671615323670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6497649671615323670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6497649671615323670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6497649671615323670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-little-bros-30.html' title='My little bro&apos;s 30.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NFQWmVrCig/To5qT5UE7oI/AAAAAAAADrc/xuWsXybS5MY/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-310642718436239511</id><published>2011-09-25T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:49:23.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First ever field trip!</title><content type='html'>I love staying at home.&amp;nbsp; I can do the little things.&amp;nbsp; Like go on Miss Mak's first ever field trip.&amp;nbsp; Such a great morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we've taken a &lt;em&gt;field trip&lt;/em&gt; to a fire station before, it was still very exciting!&amp;nbsp; We rode in the same car with her friend which was most likely her favorite part.&amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Plus, they had a DVR player--&amp;nbsp;might have had something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super great little field trip overall.&amp;nbsp; All the greatness that goes along with&amp;nbsp;firestations!&amp;nbsp; Including the firemen..wink, wink.&amp;nbsp;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlighter green matching shirts- we couldn't lose them if we tried!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEOTpYOp6yo/To5htVe0akI/AAAAAAAADq8/JlRxdrZ_N-0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEOTpYOp6yo/To5htVe0akI/AAAAAAAADq8/JlRxdrZ_N-0/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Look how high the ladder goes!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpMM53X7s7s/To5hz8i05NI/AAAAAAAADrA/O6iIgE5K9UM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpMM53X7s7s/To5hz8i05NI/AAAAAAAADrA/O6iIgE5K9UM/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Woah, dog.&amp;nbsp; That's one powerful hose.&amp;nbsp; (I'm thinking something really funny in my head right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-841g0OFZ1E4/To5h-DodI6I/AAAAAAAADrE/OyVKWwDCWfU/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-841g0OFZ1E4/To5h-DodI6I/AAAAAAAADrE/OyVKWwDCWfU/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a friend of ours.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Corey- the fireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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There's just no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MO0saW37iFQ/To5iUOwn-XI/AAAAAAAADrY/a-EFS-El4Kg/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MO0saW37iFQ/To5iUOwn-XI/AAAAAAAADrY/a-EFS-El4Kg/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-310642718436239511?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/310642718436239511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=310642718436239511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/310642718436239511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/310642718436239511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-ever-field-trip.html' title='First ever field trip!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEOTpYOp6yo/To5htVe0akI/AAAAAAAADq8/JlRxdrZ_N-0/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6562436725399337979</id><published>2011-09-24T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T21:47:18.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Southside</title><content type='html'>Makenna had tons of fun at another dance camp.&amp;nbsp; They even performed at halftime!!!&amp;nbsp; She's such a little shining star.&amp;nbsp; Never timid...never shy. Always willing to shake her booty.&amp;nbsp; Some might say 'the apple doesn't fall far...'&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our sweet babysitters, Jackie is on the pom team.&amp;nbsp; They're quite a pair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUvXpk3FbQ/To5WtboUeMI/AAAAAAAADqs/LxuQ3QhocpM/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUvXpk3FbQ/To5WtboUeMI/AAAAAAAADqs/LxuQ3QhocpM/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkRtuFS2wo8/To5W7jZlh5I/AAAAAAAADq0/5fU4PzFQIeY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkRtuFS2wo8/To5W7jZlh5I/AAAAAAAADq0/5fU4PzFQIeY/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTr7xne_ggI/To5W_KBYXnI/AAAAAAAADq4/eLOXX_buo-w/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTr7xne_ggI/To5W_KBYXnI/AAAAAAAADq4/eLOXX_buo-w/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6562436725399337979?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6562436725399337979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6562436725399337979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6562436725399337979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6562436725399337979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/southside.html' title='Southside'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUvXpk3FbQ/To5WtboUeMI/AAAAAAAADqs/LxuQ3QhocpM/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3008326671778891637</id><published>2011-09-23T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:25:12.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty, Pretty Princesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/304275_10150287467141627_693211626_8248114_590396382_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna's little girlfriend Ava, came over to play.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Everyone&lt;/em&gt; wanted to dress up! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3008326671778891637?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3008326671778891637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3008326671778891637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3008326671778891637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3008326671778891637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/pretty-pretty-princesses.html' title='Pretty, Pretty Princesses'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4803899711482735217</id><published>2011-09-22T14:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:50:13.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Isaiah James</title><content type='html'>Sweet thang.&amp;nbsp; Whata bundle of goodness?&amp;nbsp; One of my closest girlfriends, who I call Brooks,&amp;nbsp;and her hubby have just been blessed with this baby boy.&amp;nbsp; Oh man, doesn't he just melt your heart!?&amp;nbsp; Thank you Lord, for giving them a child.&amp;nbsp; They will be such amazing parents.&amp;nbsp; The greatest gift is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rnWZY01gi0/To4GIiO19zI/AAAAAAAADqo/3pVSX5D0iG0/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rnWZY01gi0/To4GIiO19zI/AAAAAAAADqo/3pVSX5D0iG0/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After Makenna met him, I asked her what she thought.&amp;nbsp; Her quote- He's cute all right!! :)&amp;nbsp; My thoughts EXACTLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4803899711482735217?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4803899711482735217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4803899711482735217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4803899711482735217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4803899711482735217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-isaiah-james.html' title='Baby Isaiah James'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rnWZY01gi0/To4GIiO19zI/AAAAAAAADqo/3pVSX5D0iG0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2358872234368908415</id><published>2011-09-21T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:39:57.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diane's School of Dance</title><content type='html'>Third Time's a Charm! I thought today...this is Makenna's third year in dance, and she's only four!&amp;nbsp; I'm sure glad she likes it as much as I do!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Talk about a win win.&lt;br /&gt;And so begins another amazing dance year with the most special studio in all of Kansas City.&amp;nbsp; Man, it feels like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/305338_10150294697681627_693211626_8286500_405379226_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we bought four new leotards!&amp;nbsp; I picked out three of them, she picked out one.&amp;nbsp; This one.&amp;nbsp; And then she picked it out to wear tonight to her first class.&amp;nbsp;Go figure...&amp;nbsp;pink and cheetah.&amp;nbsp; Nothing's better than that!&amp;nbsp; You've got a good eye, Miss Mak!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- The pose was ALLL her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2358872234368908415?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2358872234368908415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2358872234368908415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2358872234368908415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2358872234368908415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/dianes-school-of-dance.html' title='Diane&apos;s School of Dance'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1775889326118413448</id><published>2011-09-19T21:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:37:45.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well exams</title><content type='html'>We took the kids to the good doc today for their well visits.  I think most parents who are as anal as I, would probably have done their child's check-up when they were supposed to.  Eh, not I said the fly.  Makenna is over 4.5 and just now doing her four year appointment.  Bennett actually happens to be on time, however that was only a coincendence.  Here are the stats from our sweet babes.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mak:&lt;br /&gt;41 inches tall&lt;br /&gt;37 pounds&lt;br /&gt;She's around the 50th percentile for both height and weight.  My plan of marrying a tall, skinny man pays off. :)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. B:&lt;br /&gt;34.5 inches tall&lt;br /&gt;30 pounds&lt;br /&gt;He is in the 60th(ish) percentile for height and the 75th percentile for weight.&amp;nbsp; He's a brick house...just like his mommy.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Paul said that he thought maybe he could be a lineman, but on the offensive side- less concussions and head injuries. Sounds good to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1775889326118413448?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1775889326118413448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1775889326118413448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1775889326118413448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1775889326118413448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/well-exams.html' title='Well exams'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6840377274108902910</id><published>2011-09-15T14:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:45:50.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a followerer?</title><content type='html'>If you haven't already, I thought I might ask you again to please "follow" the blog.&amp;nbsp; I love knowing who all checks in on our lives.&amp;nbsp; Please and thank you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6840377274108902910?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6840377274108902910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6840377274108902910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6840377274108902910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6840377274108902910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/are-you-followerer.html' title='Are you a followerer?'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6019467585872325901</id><published>2011-09-13T14:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:13:46.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bennett 23 months</title><content type='html'>So....I've already sent out an evite for his SECOND birthday.&amp;nbsp; Lord please...slow us down.&amp;nbsp; It's just too fast.&amp;nbsp; Amen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4edtoQLkEM/TnJrjQCpBDI/AAAAAAAADqk/wwSD4d5Og0U/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4edtoQLkEM/TnJrjQCpBDI/AAAAAAAADqk/wwSD4d5Og0U/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is hilarious.&amp;nbsp; Things Mr. Bennett is doing are:&lt;br /&gt;-He gallops.&amp;nbsp; He gallops everywhere. And he's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;-He's loud, and outgoing, and boyish!&amp;nbsp; Trucks, trains, cars- you name it.&amp;nbsp; If they go vroom vroom, he loves them.&lt;br /&gt;-He is repeating most of the words we say (luckily not the bad ones yet).&amp;nbsp; He understands fully what you're talking about and responds with your typical two year old gab.&lt;br /&gt;-He still loves Daddy, even though he goes bye-bye.&amp;nbsp; And he still really loves his best "buddy" Makenna, who he now refers to as Mana.&amp;nbsp;He used to call her Buddy.&amp;nbsp; Pretty sweet, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;-He loves talking on the phone.&amp;nbsp; He'll tell you all about going potty on the Elmo seat, and his big boy pants.&amp;nbsp; He'll say Hello and bye bye, or none when he's done.&lt;br /&gt;-He's still infatuated with shoes...most of you probably saw on FB.&amp;nbsp; And also a new thing- loves painting his nails like big sister.&lt;br /&gt;-And huge- he's potty trained.&amp;nbsp; Shouldn't forget to mention that.&lt;br /&gt;-He eats well, sleeps well, does all the normal things he should be doing.&amp;nbsp; We're so thankful.&lt;br /&gt;-And he gets some major attention.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't really matter where we are, people are telling me he's&amp;nbsp;a cutie.&amp;nbsp; And of course, I know he is because I'm the mom.&amp;nbsp; But really, his head's going to start getting big as soon as he understands what they're saying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a new video of him saying his alphabet.&amp;nbsp;Listen closely to the W.&amp;nbsp; He says "uh-huh", like he doesn't even want to try and pronounce that! Makenna (not that I'm comparing) KNEW her letters by now.&amp;nbsp; Like actually- knew them, recognized them, and&amp;nbsp;would say them.&amp;nbsp; He's not there yet, but maybe will be soon.&amp;nbsp; I was a teacher- it's part of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="600" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullscreen="true" allowNetworking="all" wmode="transparent" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid150.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fs113%2Fjvandever_2007%2F002-3.mp4"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6019467585872325901?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6019467585872325901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6019467585872325901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6019467585872325901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6019467585872325901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/bennett-23-months.html' title='Bennett 23 months'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4edtoQLkEM/TnJrjQCpBDI/AAAAAAAADqk/wwSD4d5Og0U/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6893166221066960708</id><published>2011-09-11T13:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:48:08.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gooooooooo Cyclones!</title><content type='html'>We had the most amazing weekend!!!&amp;nbsp; After my first MOPS meeting of the year (which totally rocked, btw) the kids and I picked up one of Ben's closest buddies, Dr. Mike Lampe from the aeropuerto.&amp;nbsp; Had a bite to eat here at the house, Mom took over the reins, and we headed out in my Gma's mini.&amp;nbsp;If you go&amp;nbsp;straight north on I-35, you'll reach an 'ole college town by the name of Ames, Iowa.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Ben's fondest memories (don't ask about the specifics...Ben doesn't remember a whole heckuv a lot!) were made there.&amp;nbsp;Most of the mid-90's he was enjoying his Friday afternoons at People's, early Saturday mornings at the Tip Top, and Saturday nights with his AGR brothers causing havoc.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned a reunion if you will, with some of his good pals for Friday night and their wives. It was SOO great to see everyone.&amp;nbsp; We had seen&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;majority&amp;nbsp;of them&amp;nbsp;six years ago, and then a few more around four years ago.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was like we'd seen eachother yesterday!&amp;nbsp; (Kudos to&amp;nbsp;FB.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/307312_10100389260919939_14810633_52935771_1588426939_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up bright and early on Saturday morn (not kidding- 5:45) and&amp;nbsp;in the parking lot&amp;nbsp;to tailgate before 7.&amp;nbsp; Lots of&amp;nbsp;breakfast, bloodies, and chit chat.&amp;nbsp; The game itself was insane, INSANE- going into triple overtime with the Hawkeyes, luckily ending in our favor.&amp;nbsp; The weather was purrrrrr-fect.&amp;nbsp; It couldn't have been a better day...there's no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tailgating after the game of course.&amp;nbsp; And for those of you that know a Cyclone fan, you know that&amp;nbsp;things can often times be tough.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; 'We loose we booze' is an important motto....BUT- in the event of a win- yikes!...you better watch out!&amp;nbsp; I drew the short straw when it came to being the DD, but that was fine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The guys had such a great time reminiscing, laughing, and telling stories about eachother.&amp;nbsp; They wanted to stop by the renovated fraternity house and haze a few of the "rooks".&amp;nbsp; Of course that didn't happen, but they sure enjoyed the tour and I loved hearing some dirty boy stories.&amp;nbsp; Boys will be boys....forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="238" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293221_2209562770764_1598322332_32230872_1615942759_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this now, but will update it with more photos once I have them.&amp;nbsp; If you can believe it, me- of all people, forgot her camera. Check back in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6893166221066960708?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6893166221066960708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6893166221066960708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6893166221066960708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6893166221066960708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/gooooooooo-cyclones.html' title='Gooooooooo Cyclones!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2915706389547035664</id><published>2011-09-08T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:37:48.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Molluscum Contagiosum</title><content type='html'>I am absolutely ECSTATIC to&amp;nbsp;be writing this particular post, btw.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; I'm not being facetious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not sure what the title means/is, google it.&amp;nbsp; Wikipedia will fill you in on all the juicy details.&amp;nbsp; Basically though, it's a virus in children that is spread very easily, lasts anywhere between&amp;nbsp;six months and two years, and "runs it's course."&amp;nbsp; Dont'cha just love those words!?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna had a few spots show up last year around this time on her ankle.&amp;nbsp; I had heard about the virus through a few other moms, so I kind-of knew what it maybe was.&amp;nbsp; I remember asking my girlfriend at&amp;nbsp;a Halloween party if what Mak had on her ankle looked familiar.&amp;nbsp; Sure enough- her (expertise) diagnosis...Molluscum Contagiosum.&amp;nbsp; The spots spread quite quickly after that.&amp;nbsp; On her leg, on her rear, on her inner thigh, and she had a few on her belly.&amp;nbsp; They were horrible awful.&amp;nbsp; Disgusting actually, and so bothersome for her.&amp;nbsp; They'd get irratated and itch, they'd hurt, not to mention I was sad about the way they looked too.&amp;nbsp; That was just me being a mom- thinking only about cosmetics. We tried a natural oil mixture for some time that we didn't feel like was helping much.&amp;nbsp; By late spring, I set up an appointment with the dermotologist.&amp;nbsp; His words were something like, "Yep- that's what it is."&amp;nbsp; (with a sad face and I-can't-do-anything-to-help type tone.)&amp;nbsp; He mentioned all of the above facts that I had already found out via the internet, but did have a "prescription" that would either totally help, or totally not.&amp;nbsp; Her little receptors in her body didn't care for it, unfortunately.&amp;nbsp; And so.... we dealt with it at it's (what I thought it to be) peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now the middle of September, almost a year after I first noticed the wort-lookin' spots and they are GONE! G.O.N.E!&amp;nbsp;Gone, gone, gone.&amp;nbsp; Can you hear me screaming it- GOOOOOONNNNNEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that we do have happy, healthy children.&amp;nbsp; Even though this was so not a big deal, it still can put things into perspective.&amp;nbsp; Having to worry about something everyday with your child, trying to treat it, not having any luck, having people ask questions or look with questioning eyes,&amp;nbsp;makes for a long 365 days.&amp;nbsp; I was so embarrased for her.&amp;nbsp; I know it sounds so miniscule, but for me- it was something I dealt with.&amp;nbsp; Sweet baby girl- I hope this is the least of her&amp;nbsp;worries.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Mollumscum Contagiosum.&amp;nbsp; Good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;(PS- I&amp;nbsp;did not take one tiny bit of a snapshot of any of her spots.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't really a memory I wanted to make.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2915706389547035664?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2915706389547035664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2915706389547035664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2915706389547035664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2915706389547035664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/molluscum-contagiosum.html' title='Molluscum Contagiosum'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-502111484174415566</id><published>2011-09-08T20:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:10:56.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Pre K!</title><content type='html'>Sweet baby girl is in preschool.&amp;nbsp; Like, really- in preschool.&amp;nbsp; Pre K to be exact.&amp;nbsp; She is SOO ready for it, it's not even funny.&amp;nbsp; She goes four days a week, Mon- Thurs mornings.&amp;nbsp; But then we decided to extend it two of those days for a little better transition into kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; Two full days, two half- I think it'll be perfect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bennett thought he was going too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/299396_10150278353906627_693211626_8191062_758524369_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna was beside herself- literally could not wait to get in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312660_10150278344126627_693211626_8191002_393994318_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/313386_10150278341626627_693211626_8190978_2003539033_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she really didn't care that I was there to drop her off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/304885_10150278340391627_693211626_8190958_1833488203_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I picked her up and buckled her in, I asked her what kinds of things she did on her very first day!?...Her respone- Mommmmmmmmmmm.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember.&amp;nbsp; (Enforcing an annoyed 'why'd-you-even-ask-me-that' type tone.&amp;nbsp; Wow.)&amp;nbsp; I assume it was great.&amp;nbsp; I blame her father for her attitude. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a bit of excitement after we came home.&amp;nbsp; We found a fuzzy caterpillar on our front porch...what a&amp;nbsp;perfect time for&amp;nbsp;a little science lesson.&amp;nbsp; Makenna wanted to put him on a leaf in the tree, so he could be with his other little caterpillar friends.&amp;nbsp; She was concerned that he needed to make his cocoon and become a beautiful butterfly.&amp;nbsp; She's such a caring soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/311542_10150278775351627_693211626_8194339_1536315712_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bennett only wanted to squish it and say "Bye bye bubber-why."&amp;nbsp; That sounds funny, but really he was being so sweet and totally innocent.&amp;nbsp; Makenna kept talking about it turning into a butterfly, so he was assuming that's what it was-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-502111484174415566?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/502111484174415566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=502111484174415566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/502111484174415566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/502111484174415566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-day-of-pre-k.html' title='First Day of Pre K!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6037443071644097486</id><published>2011-09-07T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:15:37.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Meet Our Teachers!</title><content type='html'>It's time for a new school year!!!&amp;nbsp; Miss Mak will be in Pre K...I can hardly believe it myself.&amp;nbsp; At four and a half, she rules the world.&amp;nbsp; Little Man Bennett will also be going one day a week- I know he'll do great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuewK4z0p_8/Tm7XJob3jXI/AAAAAAAADqQ/XAE0TSoNwug/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuewK4z0p_8/Tm7XJob3jXI/AAAAAAAADqQ/XAE0TSoNwug/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baby B with his new leaders, Ms. Kathy and Ms. Tona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nAxAis9D2Ew/Tm7XNsqpCZI/AAAAAAAADqU/HgmNFaqSlIM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nAxAis9D2Ew/Tm7XNsqpCZI/AAAAAAAADqU/HgmNFaqSlIM/s320/008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Makenna with her teachers Ms. Megan and Ms. Michelle- she's beyond excited!&amp;nbsp; What a little social human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnklxtKAP90/Tm7XRILIl5I/AAAAAAAADqY/zCxHye3R31A/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnklxtKAP90/Tm7XRILIl5I/AAAAAAAADqY/zCxHye3R31A/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And something has gone horribly wrong with my camera...may be time for a new one!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Can you see my smile!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KQ2zTDWAJ0/Tm7XS9nYrbI/AAAAAAAADqc/Ttjfr_XvbqM/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6KQ2zTDWAJ0/Tm7XS9nYrbI/AAAAAAAADqc/Ttjfr_XvbqM/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6037443071644097486?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6037443071644097486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6037443071644097486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6037443071644097486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6037443071644097486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-meet-our-teachers.html' title='Let&apos;s Meet Our Teachers!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uuewK4z0p_8/Tm7XJob3jXI/AAAAAAAADqQ/XAE0TSoNwug/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8199592027946809517</id><published>2011-09-05T22:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T23:04:02.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmRajUzK7o4/Tm7VWJAsDTI/AAAAAAAADqM/o_9HOzoZaBM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmRajUzK7o4/Tm7VWJAsDTI/AAAAAAAADqM/o_9HOzoZaBM/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A wedding.&amp;nbsp; A grill out with new friends.&amp;nbsp; Some Worlds of Fun.&amp;nbsp; LOVELY weather.&amp;nbsp; That about explains it...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299602_10150276679326627_693211626_8177306_137768_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" border="0" class="spotlight" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299602_10150276679326627_693211626_8177306_137768_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Brown and his friends at&amp;nbsp;Planet Snoopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/295864_10150276673821627_693211626_8177236_3209602_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna was tickled pink!!&amp;nbsp; Bennett was only cool with it because Big Sister was right beside him, keeping him safe.&amp;nbsp; What a trusting relationship. Notice her hand on his arm....awe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8199592027946809517?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8199592027946809517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8199592027946809517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8199592027946809517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8199592027946809517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmRajUzK7o4/Tm7VWJAsDTI/AAAAAAAADqM/o_9HOzoZaBM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-655657187491959760</id><published>2011-09-04T22:44:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:49:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo Choo</title><content type='html'>I finally made it to Target to buy Bennett some big boy underwear.&amp;nbsp; Oh man, was he proud.&amp;nbsp; He now chooses which ones he's going to put on each morning, either the vroom vroom or choo choo.&amp;nbsp;Don't you think he looks like a real kid? &amp;nbsp;Like- two?!&amp;nbsp; Like a big boy?!&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; Ben saw this picture and thought he looked just like him.&amp;nbsp; Come on honey, who did you THINK he looked like?!?!? :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320716_10150275427731627_693211626_8164753_8239344_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-655657187491959760?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/655657187491959760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=655657187491959760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/655657187491959760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/655657187491959760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/choo-choo.html' title='Choo Choo'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-309140576703053332</id><published>2011-09-01T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:29:30.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sibling love</title><content type='html'>I was in the bathroom getting ready.&amp;nbsp; Makenna brought me the camera and said she wanted me to take a picture of her with her brother. (Not sure why they were nakey, btw.)&amp;nbsp; The picture is too cute not to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxY2PkuyqLM/Tm7N_VBPqHI/AAAAAAAADqE/4xiRxn4P4_I/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxY2PkuyqLM/Tm7N_VBPqHI/AAAAAAAADqE/4xiRxn4P4_I/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-309140576703053332?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/309140576703053332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=309140576703053332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/309140576703053332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/309140576703053332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/09/sibling-love.html' title='Sibling love'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxY2PkuyqLM/Tm7N_VBPqHI/AAAAAAAADqE/4xiRxn4P4_I/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3116729971917233898</id><published>2011-08-30T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:26:12.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's still rockin' the house!</title><content type='html'>He's now even telling us when he has to go!!  We still "take" him- don't get me wrong...but he's on the right track for sure!  Let's just hope he continues in the right direction.  Even today at Gymboree, he told me in the middle of playing he had to go.&amp;nbsp; Sure enough, he went potty and then right back out to play! We are really proud of him.&amp;nbsp; What a BIG boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrZ-UP2Mv3s/Tm7Mz0QZD9I/AAAAAAAADqA/zITYe0fDUfk/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrZ-UP2Mv3s/Tm7Mz0QZD9I/AAAAAAAADqA/zITYe0fDUfk/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3116729971917233898?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3116729971917233898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3116729971917233898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3116729971917233898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3116729971917233898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/hes-still-rockin-house.html' title='He&apos;s still rockin&apos; the house!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mrZ-UP2Mv3s/Tm7Mz0QZD9I/AAAAAAAADqA/zITYe0fDUfk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7331195938353781038</id><published>2011-08-30T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:13:13.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos on FB</title><content type='html'>I realize most of you are friends with me on Facebook.  There are a few cute videos on my page, in which case I used my phone to record them.  I am unsure of how to transfer them from FB to the blog...or from my phone to my computer.  Nonetheless, if you're interested in seeing Bennett sing Twinkle Twinkle or Makenna sing All the Single Ladies, feel free to stalk.  You have my permission. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7331195938353781038?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7331195938353781038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7331195938353781038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7331195938353781038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7331195938353781038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/videos-on-fb.html' title='Videos on FB'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6032488644750165755</id><published>2011-08-29T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:55:06.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artwork</title><content type='html'>This picture is the newest addition to the fridge.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was a darling painting.&amp;nbsp; She said it was sunny, but also raining.&amp;nbsp; She's on the right, and then Daddy's on the left with his arms WAAAAAAY up high in the sky, holding a balloon.&amp;nbsp; Pretty cute, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ruF8COIu_qs/Tm7Fyshg2aI/AAAAAAAADp8/EL1RM8R1a_Y/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ruF8COIu_qs/Tm7Fyshg2aI/AAAAAAAADp8/EL1RM8R1a_Y/s320/012.JPG" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6032488644750165755?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6032488644750165755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6032488644750165755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6032488644750165755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6032488644750165755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/artwork.html' title='Artwork'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ruF8COIu_qs/Tm7Fyshg2aI/AAAAAAAADp8/EL1RM8R1a_Y/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7307237151084540288</id><published>2011-08-27T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:45:56.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing babies</title><content type='html'>While the B-man was sicko, Miss Mak thought it'd be nice to play Daddy and Mommy with her babies.&amp;nbsp; Bennett pats 'em on the back, covers them with blankets, and shushes them.&amp;nbsp; What a good Daddy.&amp;nbsp; It's about the cutest thing I've ever seen.&amp;nbsp; I'm so lucky- these two are pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-emMbSYowA/Tm7Ds74Qt9I/AAAAAAAADp4/KX1_ZeDYTeo/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-emMbSYowA/Tm7Ds74Qt9I/AAAAAAAADp4/KX1_ZeDYTeo/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7307237151084540288?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7307237151084540288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7307237151084540288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7307237151084540288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7307237151084540288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/playing-babies.html' title='Playing babies'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P-emMbSYowA/Tm7Ds74Qt9I/AAAAAAAADp4/KX1_ZeDYTeo/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-979802674474060277</id><published>2011-08-27T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:40:21.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HFAM</title><content type='html'>...It's short for Hand, Foot, and Mouth Disease.&amp;nbsp; It's also short for horrible, terrible, no good, very bad day...times like- 15.&amp;nbsp; We had play date after play date.&amp;nbsp; We'd been to Gymboree.&amp;nbsp; He'd been at school.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure his germs were spread nicely all over the northern sections of KC.&amp;nbsp; Oops!&amp;nbsp; I had NO idea that he was even remotely sick.&amp;nbsp; Bad mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had noticed he had a few blister lookin' things on his heels, but I didn't really pay attention.&amp;nbsp; His appetite was just so-so, but I didn't really pay attention.&amp;nbsp; He was knawing on his fingers, but I didn't really pay attention.&amp;nbsp; He was a bit warm, BUT.... yea- I didn't really pay attention.&amp;nbsp; Three out of those four symptons point directly to teeth!&amp;nbsp; He's due for his two year molars any day now, so that's what I was saying.&amp;nbsp; However, come Friday morning- his whittle hiney was so badly damaged with blisters/sores, I knew something was up.&amp;nbsp; Then they appeared around his lips and below his nose, on his hands, even more on his feet,&amp;nbsp;even between his toes.&amp;nbsp; Googled what I thought it might be- jackpot.&amp;nbsp; I hit the nail on the head.&amp;nbsp; After a convo with the nurse, a few warning emails to friends, and some major cuddle time, we were on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of that being said, there is also something good to come of it as well!&amp;nbsp; I decided to see if potty training might take hold, since he wasn't wearing his diapers.&amp;nbsp; And guess what?!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp; It did.&amp;nbsp; No joke.&amp;nbsp; Within the hard core three or four days we stayed home, he successfully kept going on the potty.&amp;nbsp; It was remarkable!&amp;nbsp; I took him to Zona Rosa, he went there.&amp;nbsp; I took him to HyVee, he went there.&amp;nbsp; I took him to WOF (for 3 hours)...he went there!&amp;nbsp; And the poor thing...he wore big sister's panties all week long before I actually went and bought him his own big boy underwear.&amp;nbsp; He didn't seem to mind, in fact his favorites were the pink ones with the doggy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a few spots around his mouth in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLO0Kv1fSlk/Tm6-L39_05I/AAAAAAAADpk/9UjQuzItKdc/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLO0Kv1fSlk/Tm6-L39_05I/AAAAAAAADpk/9UjQuzItKdc/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And here's his rear end.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to let it air dry a bit, while he played in the sprinkler.&amp;nbsp; The picture looks much better than it actually was.&amp;nbsp; But seriously- how cute are those buns?!&amp;nbsp; He may look like Daddy in the face, but I have a feeling he's built like a VanDever.&amp;nbsp; Saddlebags and all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezTeKEg7gxc/Tm6_B7B5_II/AAAAAAAADps/8uDX8pfkkqI/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezTeKEg7gxc/Tm6_B7B5_II/AAAAAAAADps/8uDX8pfkkqI/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few pictures of him in his girlie drawers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ_crD1VMSw/Tm6_8md0PmI/AAAAAAAADpw/Cc5CsKd1Ftg/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ_crD1VMSw/Tm6_8md0PmI/AAAAAAAADpw/Cc5CsKd1Ftg/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a picture of him after he had gone pee pee and poo poo in the big boy potty for the first time!&amp;nbsp; Not even 23 months and using the toilet.﻿&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTbnAqlZN2A/Tm7Au-OhfoI/AAAAAAAADp0/R0rxq3VmvpM/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTbnAqlZN2A/Tm7Au-OhfoI/AAAAAAAADp0/R0rxq3VmvpM/s320/008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-979802674474060277?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/979802674474060277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=979802674474060277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/979802674474060277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/979802674474060277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/hfam.html' title='HFAM'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLO0Kv1fSlk/Tm6-L39_05I/AAAAAAAADpk/9UjQuzItKdc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4828413787060175922</id><published>2011-08-24T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T14:56:21.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil lake action.</title><content type='html'>Miss Mak and I enjoyed our last MMW Summer 2011 today!  It's sad that it's over...really sad.  But we sure had an awesome summer making memories together!  My time with her is so limited and precious...I mean- the girl's 4.5 already.  (And she's every bit of it, might I add.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't quite sure what to do today.  The pools are closed during the daytime, OOF is closed during the week...it was HOT outside and I wanted to do something different.  Hence, Smithville Lake's beach area.  We were the only ones there.  We built sand castles, ate a sack lunch, and played in the water.  It may have been a bit out of my comfort zone, but she/we loved it!!  We had a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300856_10150266791781627_693211626_8078877_4262664_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Makenna Grace- I love you to the moon and back.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for letting me play with you and spend quality girl time together.&amp;nbsp; Muaw!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4828413787060175922?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4828413787060175922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4828413787060175922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4828413787060175922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4828413787060175922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/lil-lake-action.html' title='A lil lake action.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3544682694578775186</id><published>2011-08-22T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T14:38:15.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little cowboy</title><content type='html'>Yee-haw!!!!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Monkey jammies and cowboy boots...don't you think Ralph Lauren should feature this combo in his next Polo mag?!&amp;nbsp; It's so 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbSW1moFtDA/Tl074ot-T6I/AAAAAAAADpg/rdSMz3PX2-w/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbSW1moFtDA/Tl074ot-T6I/AAAAAAAADpg/rdSMz3PX2-w/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3544682694578775186?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3544682694578775186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3544682694578775186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3544682694578775186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3544682694578775186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-little-cowboy.html' title='Our little cowboy'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VbSW1moFtDA/Tl074ot-T6I/AAAAAAAADpg/rdSMz3PX2-w/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-5179618229669688192</id><published>2011-08-14T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:46:39.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Backyardigans</title><content type='html'>It was a take-your-clothes-off-and-run-in-the-sprinkler kind of day.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love beautiful, lazy, wonderful Sundays.&amp;nbsp; Oh man, did we need some down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo-Tzp-LDl4/Tklo5rpXs6I/AAAAAAAADpU/joJDHTmIeRU/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oo-Tzp-LDl4/Tklo5rpXs6I/AAAAAAAADpU/joJDHTmIeRU/s320/044.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVXtvvlB5f0/TklpCBdWj3I/AAAAAAAADpY/A-UC7LDh4t8/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVXtvvlB5f0/TklpCBdWj3I/AAAAAAAADpY/A-UC7LDh4t8/s320/042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKAW8Oytn_8/TklpGEGb2WI/AAAAAAAADpc/eLMgU5MLxXk/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I like to compare you to Nebraskan's.&amp;nbsp; You have only college sports to talk about and you love wearing their letters across your chest.&amp;nbsp; You are surrounded by farmers who raise the best this or the best that.&amp;nbsp; You love state fairs...and by God-- yours is the best!&amp;nbsp; And it's no joke to you.&amp;nbsp; It is NOT a laughing matter!&amp;nbsp; With all kidding aside though, I have now been with an Iowa family for over eleven years.&amp;nbsp; I sort of get it, but not really. :)&amp;nbsp; I'm still a city girl who hasn't even&amp;nbsp;yet been to her very own &lt;em&gt;county fair&lt;/em&gt;, mind you.&amp;nbsp; I'm 32- I've pretty much lived in Platte County all my life!&amp;nbsp; And my first Missouri State Fair I went to was when Ben took me back in his John Deere days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do try to be go-with-the-flow kind of people...but let's be honest.&amp;nbsp; We both really like structure, control, and an agenda.&amp;nbsp; Thank the good Lord that Ben and I are alike in this way!&amp;nbsp; Spontaneity used to work for us, until we had kiddos.&amp;nbsp; Now, we have a fairly good idea of what's going on for the day, for the week, for the year. Yes, year.&amp;nbsp;We're planners...and usually waaaaaaay in advance.&amp;nbsp; So for Ben to come home from work yesterday at 3:30 and say, "Ya know, Sarah Palin's at the Iowa State Fair...?" was awful strange.&amp;nbsp; The conversation continued with lots of what I call "eye talk", a few other comments such as "Do you wanna go....well- I don't know- do you?!", and then a phone call.&amp;nbsp; The friends who we went to Cabo for live in West Des Moines.&amp;nbsp; She said that we could stay the night and that was that.&amp;nbsp;Literally- we were in the car, packed up and headed out less than thirty minutes later!&amp;nbsp; Call us crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me just say, I've been to the Iowa State Fair at least once, if not twice.&amp;nbsp; It's a bit hazy. :)&amp;nbsp; This was way back though...not even sure we were married.&amp;nbsp;We saw The Nada's, had some BBQ..and maybe a beverage or two.&amp;nbsp; We were with Ben's fraternity brothers, so you can imagine how the evening went down.&amp;nbsp; This trip to the state fair was very different.&amp;nbsp; Totally family oriented and&amp;nbsp;all about what they wanted to do and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived around 7:30 last night and met up with Karry and Eric for a minute before they headed into the Jason Aldean concert. Then we all rode the Giant Slide, saw Sarah (Palin), took a look at the train exhibit, saw the big bull, some horses, cattle and piggies.&amp;nbsp; Then topped it all off with a family funnel cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ReGvGVtGR0/TkleQC4lkiI/AAAAAAAADoM/6lQx9nk_imI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ReGvGVtGR0/TkleQC4lkiI/AAAAAAAADoM/6lQx9nk_imI/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzgYgYtF0ZI/TklhYeVR9bI/AAAAAAAADoQ/Y4iam1J6Zj4/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YzgYgYtF0ZI/TklhYeVR9bI/AAAAAAAADoQ/Y4iam1J6Zj4/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SJz3qWJ4N4/TklhdehYYRI/AAAAAAAADoU/DyzmKvkjRSg/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_SJz3qWJ4N4/TklhdehYYRI/AAAAAAAADoU/DyzmKvkjRSg/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0kMAKBo8I58/TklhiJBO-OI/AAAAAAAADoY/MtQ6gOk0vDU/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0kMAKBo8I58/TklhiJBO-OI/AAAAAAAADoY/MtQ6gOk0vDU/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kbjo_q_H3hY/Tklhl7FTsEI/AAAAAAAADog/xedhFwb16GI/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kbjo_q_H3hY/Tklhl7FTsEI/AAAAAAAADog/xedhFwb16GI/s320/017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next morning, Grandma and Grandpa Dohrmann came down to Des Moines to meet us.&amp;nbsp; We saw baby chicks and baby pigs (among other baby/mommy animals) in the new birthing center.&amp;nbsp; We walked through the Pioneer kid section, rode some rides, went down the slide again, and had a turkey leg!&amp;nbsp; After it was all said and done, I was very impressed with the fair.&amp;nbsp; It was like Disney World in a way.&amp;nbsp; Just as crazy, almost as expensive, and lots of fun!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ben says this will be our new annual trip. I compromised with a few "Only ifs...".&amp;nbsp; We had SUCH a fun time!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIY1W6UnJTI/TklkjdTMWfI/AAAAAAAADok/4JGqCJI5_vI/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIY1W6UnJTI/TklkjdTMWfI/AAAAAAAADok/4JGqCJI5_vI/s320/020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-anGUPpKKN5Y/TklkoQpBTHI/AAAAAAAADoo/so_i39AcdJ0/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-anGUPpKKN5Y/TklkoQpBTHI/AAAAAAAADoo/so_i39AcdJ0/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BERoa3sFXeY/TklksuMyRFI/AAAAAAAADos/oI5roAlF37Y/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OEe4eGA-dH4/TkllfcuiKOI/AAAAAAAADo8/92g-504bzRg/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OEe4eGA-dH4/TkllfcuiKOI/AAAAAAAADo8/92g-504bzRg/s320/032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IS5o-wCmYnI/TkllmHdaeUI/AAAAAAAADpA/LO6NVsxoeAg/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IS5o-wCmYnI/TkllmHdaeUI/AAAAAAAADpA/LO6NVsxoeAg/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gEoFmBewEPw/TkllsO2xybI/AAAAAAAADpE/0dp3zH1T7EI/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gEoFmBewEPw/TkllsO2xybI/AAAAAAAADpE/0dp3zH1T7EI/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKgNTwGjFDg/TklmFcx27jI/AAAAAAAADpI/yzdgtwlnNNA/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AKgNTwGjFDg/TklmFcx27jI/AAAAAAAADpI/yzdgtwlnNNA/s320/038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ben and I had a party to go to the evening...we're busy beavers.&amp;nbsp; Happy 30th Birthday, Beth!!&amp;nbsp; Maggie and Johnny are on the left, Beth and Kevin are in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbOqGEI6ap0/Tklm_o3G6NI/AAAAAAAADpQ/fzuduSJ1Pqk/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jbOqGEI6ap0/Tklm_o3G6NI/AAAAAAAADpQ/fzuduSJ1Pqk/s320/040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whew- we need to slow down.&amp;nbsp; We might miss something if we don't! :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1372930007604484750?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1372930007604484750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1372930007604484750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1372930007604484750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1372930007604484750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/iowa-state-fair.html' title='THE Iowa State Fair'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ReGvGVtGR0/TkleQC4lkiI/AAAAAAAADoM/6lQx9nk_imI/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3119329374711111397</id><published>2011-08-11T11:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:51:06.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's 36!</title><content type='html'>For Ben's birthday, we took the kids to Worlds of Fun for a family fun day!&amp;nbsp; The weather was perrrrrrfect.&amp;nbsp; Maybe 80 degrees and sunny.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp;a great two and a half hours!&amp;nbsp; It was also Bennett's first time going.&amp;nbsp; He had as much fun, if not more, than Sweet Mak!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmNBCF7v0wQ/TklLVu5-zXI/AAAAAAAADns/NPjxHJsfC_M/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmNBCF7v0wQ/TklLVu5-zXI/AAAAAAAADns/NPjxHJsfC_M/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CH1rq8VTd9s/TklLbcF7MII/AAAAAAAADnw/t8wZ8vqgMQg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CH1rq8VTd9s/TklLbcF7MII/AAAAAAAADnw/t8wZ8vqgMQg/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OMl9ZcCgxA/TklMgrb2TuI/AAAAAAAADn8/P8nKOMm4zRA/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jD079jm_k3o/TklMuaDmjnI/AAAAAAAADoI/BSPZ_gr1mmU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jD079jm_k3o/TklMuaDmjnI/AAAAAAAADoI/BSPZ_gr1mmU/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had asked Makenna what she wanted to give Daddy for his birthday.&amp;nbsp; She said a movie.&amp;nbsp; So I bought him his all time favorite flick, Hoosiers.&amp;nbsp; Then she saw a flashlight as we were checking out, and knew his other one had broken.&amp;nbsp; She wanted to get him that too!&amp;nbsp;And we&amp;nbsp;HAD to get a singing card- those are her favorites!&amp;nbsp;Quite a thinker for 4.5!&amp;nbsp; Maybe she'll be a pratical gift giver...just like her father!!&amp;nbsp; To me, that's boring- but whatev. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream cake and the Happy Birthday song- a grand day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3119329374711111397?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3119329374711111397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3119329374711111397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3119329374711111397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3119329374711111397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/daddys-36.html' title='Daddy&apos;s 36!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmNBCF7v0wQ/TklLVu5-zXI/AAAAAAAADns/NPjxHJsfC_M/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3905016046587229383</id><published>2011-08-08T09:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:28:50.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cabo Wabo Wedding</title><content type='html'>Ben and I enjoyed our first "vacation" together since I became pregnant with Bennett, 2.5 years ago.&amp;nbsp; And with Ben starting a new business and me either being prego or nursing, leaving the kids for that long has been out of the question!&amp;nbsp; But we had an awesome excuse and couldn't not go!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been to several locations in Mexico and gone the all-inclusive route for all of those.&amp;nbsp; This time however, the resort was not all-inclusive.&amp;nbsp; We weren't sure on the details, but it really worked out fine.&amp;nbsp; We figured out we probably spent about the same had we done an all-inclusive.&amp;nbsp; That gave us peace of mind.&amp;nbsp; As well, we'd never been to Cabo San Lucas!&amp;nbsp; Talk about pumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a week prior to leaving, I worked very hard at getting things ready to go.&amp;nbsp; It's like being a teacher, being gone from your classroom for an entire week, and doing lesson plans for the sub!&amp;nbsp; And not only that, but then also getting our home and ourselves ready too!&amp;nbsp; Whew- I was&amp;nbsp;a busy bee, but thank God I'm organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were with a sitter for the first four nights.&amp;nbsp; She took 'em to school, to the pool, to lunch, etc.!&amp;nbsp; Sara and Keith rocked it. :)&amp;nbsp; The kids really loved them.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few pictures from Wonderscope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/283814_2177227317491_1451120324_2345807_7777937_n.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254615_2177228877530_1451120324_2345813_6802388_n.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="191" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/282454_2177230797578_1451120324_2345818_3989396_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents took over duties for the next four nights.&amp;nbsp; They went to AirZone, the KC Zoo, Zona Rosa, out to eat...the list goes on and on!&amp;nbsp; I know they had a really great time without us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a little recap on our trip- I'll try and keep it simple.&amp;nbsp; It's vacation- in Mexico.&amp;nbsp; You really don't do much. :)&amp;nbsp; And that's the way we like it!&amp;nbsp; Our resort was nice.&amp;nbsp; Our room was amazing...the nicest one we've ever had in Mexico.&amp;nbsp; The beach was so-so...the water also so-so.&amp;nbsp; The company was top notch!&amp;nbsp; Drinks and food- muy bueno.&amp;nbsp; Deliciouso!&amp;nbsp; Perfecto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the whole sunset cruise thing.&amp;nbsp; We also rode a water taxi over to Lover's Beach.&amp;nbsp; We toured around the marina and back side streets of Cabo.&amp;nbsp; We layed at the pool, sat in the sand, and made new friends.&amp;nbsp; The wedding was gorgeous and soo fun!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to&amp;nbsp;narrow down my faves to only ten.&amp;nbsp; Instead, it's a Lucky 13!&amp;nbsp; Aren't you lucky!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Karry, the bride and groom.&amp;nbsp; I became friends with Karry when we taught together in Liberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXdUPT1LOXE/TklDQ_VI5rI/AAAAAAAADm0/UDhm01KhoCM/s1600/119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXdUPT1LOXE/TklDQ_VI5rI/AAAAAAAADm0/UDhm01KhoCM/s320/119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuDRouUR-1Y/TklDi2gcWrI/AAAAAAAADm4/MYoAxEonxec/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nuDRouUR-1Y/TklDi2gcWrI/AAAAAAAADm4/MYoAxEonxec/s320/134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sunset cruise with the famous rock formation behind us. Happy 9 year anniversary to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsWtNx9eWhI/TklDwS9vDyI/AAAAAAAADm8/lfZqZ-3qiL8/s1600/161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DsWtNx9eWhI/TklDwS9vDyI/AAAAAAAADm8/lfZqZ-3qiL8/s320/161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bachelorette party time!&amp;nbsp; Later that night, I danced with an 82 year old man who turned out to be the founder of Ticketmaster!&amp;nbsp; Boy- do I sure know how to pick 'em!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--z3UbCLchf8/TklEEG268rI/AAAAAAAADnA/T4S4_Oe3oRs/s1600/168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--z3UbCLchf8/TklEEG268rI/AAAAAAAADnA/T4S4_Oe3oRs/s320/168.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ben and I had tacos at Pepe's, which is off the beaten path.&amp;nbsp; Ummmmm. Then we had cocktails with the rest of the wedding party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk6ikrb2M0k/TklEHi-G3lI/AAAAAAAADnE/PaOSBvKdjbk/s1600/175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk6ikrb2M0k/TklEHi-G3lI/AAAAAAAADnE/PaOSBvKdjbk/s320/175.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;In love on Lover's Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3BtLYbrrkw/TklEQMhHu4I/AAAAAAAADnI/ov63zcSTJHw/s1600/181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3BtLYbrrkw/TklEQMhHu4I/AAAAAAAADnI/ov63zcSTJHw/s320/181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Karry and Eric are on the left.&amp;nbsp; My other girlfriend Maggie and her fiance Johnny are in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-nlmZTRlD4/TklFUs_vVtI/AAAAAAAADnQ/iwrPuuorcSc/s1600/193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-nlmZTRlD4/TklFUs_vVtI/AAAAAAAADnQ/iwrPuuorcSc/s320/193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I now pronounce you husband and wife.&amp;nbsp; Eric- you may kiss the bride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDNx9HbahDk/TklFfDVlANI/AAAAAAAADnU/EMD5Sxl2p6c/s1600/204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDNx9HbahDk/TklFfDVlANI/AAAAAAAADnU/EMD5Sxl2p6c/s320/204.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ready to get our dance on.&amp;nbsp; Ben even broke out the Roger Rabbit on stage for all to enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUcJJz0pQ6E/TklHK2wEZ5I/AAAAAAAADnY/2-37phmflD8/s1600/213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tUcJJz0pQ6E/TklHK2wEZ5I/AAAAAAAADnY/2-37phmflD8/s320/213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lS-Ovy-n3u8/TklHVWAA9BI/AAAAAAAADnc/B6bCk56Jd08/s1600/220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lS-Ovy-n3u8/TklHVWAA9BI/AAAAAAAADnc/B6bCk56Jd08/s320/220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-AnpaHynWY/TklH_Mu7vOI/AAAAAAAADng/IfhBYb6YtGQ/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-AnpaHynWY/TklH_Mu7vOI/AAAAAAAADng/IfhBYb6YtGQ/s320/091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The six of us once more.&amp;nbsp; A great day at the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPULxGZUOEg/TklIRlLsfaI/AAAAAAAADnk/M1QwfJr4bWk/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPULxGZUOEg/TklIRlLsfaI/AAAAAAAADnk/M1QwfJr4bWk/s320/097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The view from our room.&amp;nbsp; Simply heaven.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YgFcy8nXcs/TklAyKGpgaI/AAAAAAAADmo/ZOoHU9wdYDM/s1600/015a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9YgFcy8nXcs/TklAyKGpgaI/AAAAAAAADmo/ZOoHU9wdYDM/s320/015a.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3905016046587229383?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3905016046587229383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3905016046587229383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3905016046587229383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3905016046587229383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/cabo-wabo-wedding.html' title='The Cabo Wabo Wedding'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXdUPT1LOXE/TklDQ_VI5rI/AAAAAAAADm0/UDhm01KhoCM/s72-c/119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8254308762824202388</id><published>2011-08-01T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:54:27.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Springs</title><content type='html'>We had an awesome time at toddler time this morning!&amp;nbsp; Bennett just loves it all, and I'm so thankful!&amp;nbsp; I would pretty much consider Makenna to be an independent swimmer at this point, which is so nice.&amp;nbsp; I can keep my eyes on Bennett and not really worry about what she's doing.&amp;nbsp; As long as I see her cute little bod every few minutes, that's all I need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're not surprised to hear he goes down all the slides on his own.&amp;nbsp; He even went down the tunnel/curvy one BY HIMSELF!&amp;nbsp; I get all paranoid, and then see his face and giggle to myself.&amp;nbsp; He's a funny dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgTh-x9847k/TkkybEhNDJI/AAAAAAAADmU/Y2T-KwCBMPg/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgTh-x9847k/TkkybEhNDJI/AAAAAAAADmU/Y2T-KwCBMPg/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It was sooo fun.&amp;nbsp; And what a great day for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8254308762824202388?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8254308762824202388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8254308762824202388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8254308762824202388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8254308762824202388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/08/springs.html' title='The Springs'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgTh-x9847k/TkkybEhNDJI/AAAAAAAADmU/Y2T-KwCBMPg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-881249638708311082</id><published>2011-07-31T09:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:42:12.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A really nice morning</title><content type='html'>We finally had a break in the crazy hot weather.&amp;nbsp; We played outside and enjoyed the morning together!&amp;nbsp; Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kso1rur04KY/Tkkvu7-sNnI/AAAAAAAADmE/ECk9UMaCbW4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kso1rur04KY/Tkkvu7-sNnI/AAAAAAAADmE/ECk9UMaCbW4/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afpKjY0Dshw/Tkkvzq7AYLI/AAAAAAAADmI/EUBMYCQd_30/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-afpKjY0Dshw/Tkkvzq7AYLI/AAAAAAAADmI/EUBMYCQd_30/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YOGprCzU0MQ/Tkkv4FT5bvI/AAAAAAAADmM/qy80oUN2qTE/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to sorta recreate the moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last summer-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K__Ivvy7iAk/TkksPcUppSI/AAAAAAAADl4/sGjcTaxi9Ok/s1600/008a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K__Ivvy7iAk/TkksPcUppSI/AAAAAAAADl4/sGjcTaxi9Ok/s320/008a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This summer-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NPYy5AK32M/Tkks3RzPxYI/AAAAAAAADmA/2DIKqCtoAO8/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NPYy5AK32M/Tkks3RzPxYI/AAAAAAAADmA/2DIKqCtoAO8/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not nearly as good...maybe I'll keep trying. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8357090120796850261?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8357090120796850261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8357090120796850261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8357090120796850261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8357090120796850261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/year-at-glance.html' title='A year at a glance.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K__Ivvy7iAk/TkksPcUppSI/AAAAAAAADl4/sGjcTaxi9Ok/s72-c/008a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6368932845591139354</id><published>2011-07-29T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:16:50.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime- story time</title><content type='html'>Sweet Mak loves reading to Baby Boy.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid150.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fs113%2Fjvandever_2007%2F001-9.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-night, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNS1MKd0PhU/TkkqOC0-bJI/AAAAAAAADl0/H03nf8B1UH0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNS1MKd0PhU/TkkqOC0-bJI/AAAAAAAADl0/H03nf8B1UH0/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-6368932845591139354?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/6368932845591139354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=6368932845591139354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6368932845591139354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/6368932845591139354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/bedtime-story-time.html' title='Bedtime- story time'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNS1MKd0PhU/TkkqOC0-bJI/AAAAAAAADl0/H03nf8B1UH0/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8556187691795620272</id><published>2011-07-29T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:13:03.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the nickel story...</title><content type='html'>While Makenna and I were at Oceans of Fun with Vicki a few days back, Makenna went #2 in a handicapped stall.&amp;nbsp; Both Ben and I were still under the impression she hadn't passed it yet. I wasn't going to search through her poo at OOF- who would?!&amp;nbsp; So then a few hours later, as we're getting ready to leave, we go back into that same stall to use the restroom.&amp;nbsp; As I start to set her on the potty, I notice a quarter in the bottom of the toilet.&amp;nbsp; I think to myself, "Now isn't that weird?!...I've never, ever in my life seen money at the bottom of a toilet..and how coincedental is this?" We were never exactly sure on what type of coin she actually swallowed, and in fact a girlfriend of mine who is a radiologist thought it might have been a quarter by looking at her x-rays!&amp;nbsp; I also realize the money could have fallen out of someone's pocket, or what have you.&amp;nbsp; But come on- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the drama, we reexamined her the day after.&amp;nbsp; The nickel/quarter was no longer in her system.&amp;nbsp; Weird?!&amp;nbsp; I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I don't know for sure when or where she passed it.&amp;nbsp; But the moral of the story comes back to- don't let your children play with money! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8556187691795620272?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8556187691795620272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8556187691795620272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8556187691795620272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8556187691795620272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/rest-of-nickel-story.html' title='The rest of the nickel story...'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4568628817250032338</id><published>2011-07-29T08:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T08:53:11.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Monkeys</title><content type='html'>Monkey see, monkey do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Cinderella was such a great show and Starlight always seems to do it up right.&amp;nbsp; Here's to many more.&amp;nbsp;We love you sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSTrMazF36c/TjG0VqCeXcI/AAAAAAAADlQ/IS1PJl-95s4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSTrMazF36c/TjG0VqCeXcI/AAAAAAAADlQ/IS1PJl-95s4/s320/003.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yWP98k6olY/TjG0XggbTEI/AAAAAAAADlU/Y-O4iNeB6zE/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yWP98k6olY/TjG0XggbTEI/AAAAAAAADlU/Y-O4iNeB6zE/s320/005.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2935236745020821191?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2935236745020821191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2935236745020821191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2935236745020821191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2935236745020821191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/cinderella-at-starlight.html' title='Cinderella at Starlight'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSTrMazF36c/TjG0VqCeXcI/AAAAAAAADlQ/IS1PJl-95s4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3636799199916260796</id><published>2011-07-20T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:28:17.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MMW</title><content type='html'>We had a special date planned for today with some girlfriends, not the usual OOF.&amp;nbsp; We went to see The Wiz at The Coterie Theatre in Crown Center.&amp;nbsp; The show was an updated version with a motown feel, but pretty well stuck to the original plot.&amp;nbsp; All in all, a really cute production- very comical and extremely unique.&amp;nbsp; Miss Mak was worried about the Wicked Witch, and decided she needed to use the restroom when she appeared on stage.&amp;nbsp; That's something I would have done.&amp;nbsp; By the time we had returned, the Wicked Witch had melted...perfect timing on her part. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at the Crayola Cafe and then browsed around the toy store.&amp;nbsp; It was a really great day.&amp;nbsp; I am so grateful I'm able to have this time with her...it'll be gone in no time and that hurts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Brooks with Alex and Lauren.&amp;nbsp; Makenna basically idolizes these two girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVAmt4foogc/TieNu4aaWnI/AAAAAAAADk8/T2uYyh_MgfM/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xVAmt4foogc/TieNu4aaWnI/AAAAAAAADk8/T2uYyh_MgfM/s320/001.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wizard of Oz PEZ- why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZCbI_evhIs/TieN0tuxjII/AAAAAAAADlA/Wk9mk6VADi4/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kZCbI_evhIs/TieN0tuxjII/AAAAAAAADlA/Wk9mk6VADi4/s320/002.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then I had this genius idea for Halloween.&amp;nbsp; Dorothy and Toto!&amp;nbsp; Should I go with it?&amp;nbsp; I looked for Toto costumes and there's one for 10 bucks!&amp;nbsp; Guess what Ben said?!&amp;nbsp; :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q7iVvBbUKUk/TieOaESJB_I/AAAAAAAADlM/MxN4OwNkv2c/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Negative ghost-rider. Zero doll hairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're really not sure what to think at this point.&amp;nbsp; Who knew a nickel could teach one patience.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269702_10150240027166627_693211626_7793249_3933727_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4017182843381168038?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4017182843381168038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4017182843381168038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4017182843381168038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4017182843381168038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/mak-money-in-hiz-ouse.html' title='Mak Money in the hiz-ouse.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-582753293870651842</id><published>2011-07-18T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:57:05.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High Chair- be gone!</title><content type='html'>Bennett had had enough!&amp;nbsp; And he let me know about it too!&amp;nbsp; At one point, he wouldn't even&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;get&lt;/em&gt; in the high chair- threw&amp;nbsp;a fit, and sat at the table.&amp;nbsp; It may have looked a bit like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/270119_10150227949221627_693211626_7670404_1339311_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But now, we're all set with a fancy-schmancy booster. We had a pink one for Miss Mak and loved the thing! Hip hip hooray for being a big boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uwHR3sK2lkA/TiTH-GbrS1I/AAAAAAAADkk/sGBpGZR9zho/s1600/001+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uwHR3sK2lkA/TiTH-GbrS1I/AAAAAAAADkk/sGBpGZR9zho/s320/001+%25282%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-582753293870651842?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/582753293870651842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=582753293870651842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/582753293870651842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/582753293870651842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/high-chair-be-gone.html' title='High Chair- be gone!'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uwHR3sK2lkA/TiTH-GbrS1I/AAAAAAAADkk/sGBpGZR9zho/s72-c/001+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-6104746588516623364</id><published>2011-07-18T18:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:09:43.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>I know, right.&amp;nbsp; It's July 18th.&amp;nbsp; You're thinking, "She's doing them now...summer's half over!"&amp;nbsp; Well, totally- you have complete permission to call me out on it.&amp;nbsp; Life just goes on and on.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Makenna will be learning how to swim for the next nine days at the Gladstone Community Center, along with a few other buddies- Mr. Loverman Jax, and&amp;nbsp;another pal, Max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-babl1PnN2Ho/TiS8vYoR0mI/AAAAAAAADkc/2uwnxfhabho/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-babl1PnN2Ho/TiS8vYoR0mI/AAAAAAAADkc/2uwnxfhabho/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWqy1okUaE0/TiS8zwHcpEI/AAAAAAAADkg/8u1RWimbq94/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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So, does that mean if you swallow a nickel that you'll have good luck for say- five days?! You just never know, huh?!...especially when it comes to kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the somewhat sketchy story on the nickel sitch. Makenna had been put to bed by a sitter. Maybe 30 minutes after Liz had closed her door, she came downstairs crying, wailing, balling hysterically- totally freaking out and completely scared. She explained to Liz that she had swallowed a penny. However, Liz recalls seeing a nickel on her toy box, so we're assuming at this point it's a nickel. She sends me a text, suggesting I come home. When I pull in, Makenna has calmed down and is asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have literally sifted through her poop each day since then, with none other than a fishing net. Guess I won't be using it anymore to clean out Minnie the Mouse's bowl! :) We were able to go to Ben's office and take an x-ray of Sweet Mak's insides. I told her we would take a picture of her bones and look at them on Daddy's light board. She showed me her pose and smile that she was planning on having for the picture. Priceless!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's the x-ray...and there's the nickel.&amp;nbsp; It's all quite comical, but we're really very lucky that nothing really bad happened.&amp;nbsp; It could have gone south quick, but we're thankful it&amp;nbsp;didn't.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/285318_10150237966886627_693211626_7770634_7941915_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The comments have FB have just cracked me up!&amp;nbsp; I'll share a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;- "You gonna keep it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;- "Have you hit the jackpot yet?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;- "That's one way to keep your money safe!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;- "I ain't sayin you a gold digger."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;- "Sure hope 5 pennies don't come out instead!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1878217876252747918?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1878217876252747918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1878217876252747918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1878217876252747918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1878217876252747918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/see-penny-pick-it-up.html' title='See a penny, pick it up-'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1201873732244153500</id><published>2011-07-15T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:56:57.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Stinky Feet</title><content type='html'>We needed to be out of the house this morning so the guys could finish the floor.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Stinky Feet was in town and had a free concert in Liberty at the skating rink.&amp;nbsp; Good times had by all!&amp;nbsp; We saw lots of people there we knew!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinky feet. Pee-eww!&amp;nbsp; Stinky feet.&amp;nbsp; Pee-eww!&amp;nbsp; My brother's got stinky feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Akmw3NwCZyI/TiSruq5XefI/AAAAAAAADkY/6NQXKg2fM3E/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Akmw3NwCZyI/TiSruq5XefI/AAAAAAAADkY/6NQXKg2fM3E/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1201873732244153500?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1201873732244153500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1201873732244153500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1201873732244153500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1201873732244153500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/mr-stinky-feet.html' title='Mr. Stinky Feet'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Akmw3NwCZyI/TiSruq5XefI/AAAAAAAADkY/6NQXKg2fM3E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-413881825442246213</id><published>2011-07-15T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:51:57.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Room Reno Project</title><content type='html'>It was a big one, I'd say.&amp;nbsp; And really, I say project...all that really entails is writing the check.&amp;nbsp; Although, I did have to paint the&amp;nbsp;quarter-rounds, move the furniture out, undecorate the room, and clean up after!&amp;nbsp; Not to mention, keep the kids basically out of the house for two days.&amp;nbsp; That was probably the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room first looked like this&amp;nbsp;B.C. (before children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XkLJspa9CY/TiSmxywg0LI/AAAAAAAADj8/KagY5kO34hw/s1600/new+furntiture+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XkLJspa9CY/TiSmxywg0LI/AAAAAAAADj8/KagY5kO34hw/s320/new+furntiture+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWvL_8Szj_o/TiSmzyrNk1I/AAAAAAAADkA/l1h0twdKc5Q/s1600/new+furntiture+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWvL_8Szj_o/TiSmzyrNk1I/AAAAAAAADkA/l1h0twdKc5Q/s320/new+furntiture+002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then if you are a parent, or have been- you realize that all of your space you have gets taken and used up.&amp;nbsp; When Makenna was a toddler, we had EVERY.LITTLE. FLIPPING.TOY out for her to play with.&amp;nbsp; Drove me a little batty- can you tell?!&amp;nbsp; Then Bennett came along and once again, the Pack-n-Play came out, the swing, bouncy seat, exersaucer...all of it.&amp;nbsp; Again- batty!&amp;nbsp; Now that he's bigger, we've kept all the toys in the basement.&amp;nbsp; MUCH better decision!!!!&amp;nbsp; Whew- Mommy's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Around Christmas time, we had it painted and I also redecorated.&amp;nbsp; It was helpful and felt good to have a new feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With all the traffic this room sees, five years of wear-n-tear on builder grade carpet, and a few accidents/stains- we had to do something.&amp;nbsp; Replacing the carpet was first on the list, but then we changed our minds and did this!&amp;nbsp; So exciting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ito1m4pVucw/TiSoPpTcbNI/AAAAAAAADkE/eQrWV_s_RG0/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ito1m4pVucw/TiSoPpTcbNI/AAAAAAAADkE/eQrWV_s_RG0/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We've been in this home almost 5.5 years.&amp;nbsp; Sure wish we would have done this forever ago.&amp;nbsp; We're in love with our home all over again.&amp;nbsp; Ben had been out of town and hadn't seen the transformation.&amp;nbsp; He walked in yesterday and just couldn't believe it!&amp;nbsp; I loved it that he loved it.&amp;nbsp; His exact quote (and you'll only understand this if you're familiar with KC) was, "It's&amp;nbsp;like we live in Waldo!" It makes the room, cozy, cute, and quaint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kr9rzCiAkO4/TiSpJ4SOv3I/AAAAAAAADkI/2kdYSeArdAw/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kr9rzCiAkO4/TiSpJ4SOv3I/AAAAAAAADkI/2kdYSeArdAw/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DAyUGN2j7MU/TiSpPd6-TrI/AAAAAAAADkM/A4B8t35kago/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DAyUGN2j7MU/TiSpPd6-TrI/AAAAAAAADkM/A4B8t35kago/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5z7qNCSob8/TiSpVjLmZgI/AAAAAAAADkQ/QrWszIoDGfo/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b5z7qNCSob8/TiSpVjLmZgI/AAAAAAAADkQ/QrWszIoDGfo/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It flows really well with the kitchen- it's almost like the main floor is all one big, open room...just as I had hoped it'd be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-413881825442246213?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/413881825442246213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=413881825442246213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/413881825442246213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/413881825442246213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-room-reno-project.html' title='Family Room Reno Project'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XkLJspa9CY/TiSmxywg0LI/AAAAAAAADj8/KagY5kO34hw/s72-c/new+furntiture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2813691674910236300</id><published>2011-07-14T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:25:39.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopt-a-kitty program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/264117_10150234080216627_693211626_7737265_2174479_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should be a foster mommy for animals!?&amp;nbsp; HA- Ben would LOVEEEE that, I'm sure!!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend Molly, had been feeding this stray cat for a few days- tuna of all things!&amp;nbsp;:) I had looked her over, heard her purr, and thought we could care for her for the time being.&amp;nbsp; Makenna and I took her to see the vet and she came out with a clean bill of health.&amp;nbsp; Sweet baby "Jetta" was lucky enough to find a loving home and a new mommy.&amp;nbsp; It just made my week to be able to help her out.&amp;nbsp; She was such a great kitty and the kids really loved playing with her out in the garage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2813691674910236300?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2813691674910236300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2813691674910236300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2813691674910236300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2813691674910236300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/adopt-kitty-program.html' title='Adopt-a-kitty program'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3728615225062332411</id><published>2011-07-13T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:31:32.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PHHS Dance Camp</title><content type='html'>I may be a &lt;em&gt;bit&lt;/em&gt; biased since I was on Park Hill High School's Pom Pom team my senior year (dating back to the dark ages.)&amp;nbsp; However, these girls are STILL awesome and put on such a fun camp for the littles.&amp;nbsp; Most of the team are dancers at Diane's as well, another childhood memory of mine whom we all know I'm totally goo-goo ga-ga for.&amp;nbsp; There's just connections galore when you're from here, and then raise a family here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makenna loved it!&amp;nbsp; Loved it, loved it, loved it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left for "camp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jz8YanyCT0/TiSfmm0caVI/AAAAAAAADj4/Vzkd-CuQcKA/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jz8YanyCT0/TiSfmm0caVI/AAAAAAAADj4/Vzkd-CuQcKA/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sweet Mak with some of the girls.&amp;nbsp; How fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/268670_10150232973306627_693211626_7725861_8118289_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then they performed for the parents the last day.&amp;nbsp; You wanna talk about cute?&amp;nbsp; It was totally cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid150.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fs113%2Fjvandever_2007%2F007-2.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3728615225062332411?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3728615225062332411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3728615225062332411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3728615225062332411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3728615225062332411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/phhs-dance-camp.html' title='PHHS Dance Camp'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jz8YanyCT0/TiSfmm0caVI/AAAAAAAADj4/Vzkd-CuQcKA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1267614314916000415</id><published>2011-07-10T22:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:45:37.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We were on lake time.</title><content type='html'>(In leau of our monthly 10 on 10.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear- I asked the friends we were with what time it was probably 20 times within a 48 hour period.&amp;nbsp; Our phones didn't work and it seemed like their clocks didn't either...and let's be real- who wears a watch!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great&amp;nbsp;time, I mean- really.&amp;nbsp; A really. great. time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Baker's have a kick-a$$ set-up, equipped with TONS of room, three full baths, and&amp;nbsp;a boat&amp;nbsp;on a&amp;nbsp;dock of their own...who could want more!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unpacking and having an awesome dinner of beefalo&amp;nbsp;on Friday afternoon, we took a little sunset cruise.&amp;nbsp; Gorgeeeee-ous.&amp;nbsp; The weather was just perfect, and not a soul was out on the water.&amp;nbsp; Holla! Here's their view out the family room/kitchen windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oF1QZyXo_W4/Thp4E_3nJMI/AAAAAAAADio/oQh143T7kq4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oF1QZyXo_W4/Thp4E_3nJMI/AAAAAAAADio/oQh143T7kq4/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We're all aware of how Mr. Bennett's in touch with his feminine side.&amp;nbsp; A crown and bracelet- why not?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJhFHTZMiCo/Thp4CypbSaI/AAAAAAAADik/AkTxqGVd2BE/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uJhFHTZMiCo/Thp4CypbSaI/AAAAAAAADik/AkTxqGVd2BE/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Their house is in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bH-m_d6Jiz0/Thp4JeSoTZI/AAAAAAAADis/rNK_pvQP5nE/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bH-m_d6Jiz0/Thp4JeSoTZI/AAAAAAAADis/rNK_pvQP5nE/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's the older daughter with Makenna.&amp;nbsp; Sweet Finley 2.5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWwp2DE14WE/Thp4NBT7sfI/AAAAAAAADiw/OfVQ5E12KXY/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iWwp2DE14WE/Thp4NBT7sfI/AAAAAAAADiw/OfVQ5E12KXY/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can you say, "SO stinking CUTE!?"&amp;nbsp; Lucy, quite possibly the best dog ever protecting her littlest sister, Miss Scarlett.&amp;nbsp; (15 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxf_zVxAfmE/Thp4RSBtDNI/AAAAAAAADi0/yfav7svG7GM/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xxf_zVxAfmE/Thp4RSBtDNI/AAAAAAAADi0/yfav7svG7GM/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next morning, we ate a yummy breakfast, packed up sammy's and snacks, then headed out.&amp;nbsp; Here's our little sailor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GqrpKJPXNo/ThtMskt7iVI/AAAAAAAADi4/FsKTGLqShIw/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GqrpKJPXNo/ThtMskt7iVI/AAAAAAAADi4/FsKTGLqShIw/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Co-captains.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig4AiWRjDqo/ThtMybyp8SI/AAAAAAAADi8/KxDQu-8P5-o/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig4AiWRjDqo/ThtMybyp8SI/AAAAAAAADi8/KxDQu-8P5-o/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not a great picture of any of us, but it's the only one I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx2APIygEWk/ThtM3-RIm3I/AAAAAAAADjE/Hq_QeczsVtM/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fx2APIygEWk/ThtM3-RIm3I/AAAAAAAADjE/Hq_QeczsVtM/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We stopped at an ice cream place.&amp;nbsp; Makenna was begging for me to go down this slide with her!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe she wanted to go, but I went with it.&amp;nbsp; We got to the top, and it was a no-go.&amp;nbsp; She climbed back down the ladder, but I took it like a champ!&amp;nbsp; Weeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvseA8xrkk8/ThtNAA-NciI/AAAAAAAADjI/YuaSWql4Fqk/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wvseA8xrkk8/ThtNAA-NciI/AAAAAAAADjI/YuaSWql4Fqk/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The REAL Captain, Casey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKjDXxZfIQ4/ThtND_hBbKI/AAAAAAAADjM/SyrqSM1Ku-U/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UKjDXxZfIQ4/ThtND_hBbKI/AAAAAAAADjM/SyrqSM1Ku-U/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3aRIz9FE84/ThtNGyv_H1I/AAAAAAAADjQ/LJneoI3Qwj8/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3aRIz9FE84/ThtNGyv_H1I/AAAAAAAADjQ/LJneoI3Qwj8/s320/012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We voted...and gave the lake&amp;nbsp;Two Thumbs Up! Stellar performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-e6ENPtFOo/ThtNISzu-wI/AAAAAAAADjU/h-oPA3GV98c/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-e6ENPtFOo/ThtNISzu-wI/AAAAAAAADjU/h-oPA3GV98c/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And isn't this place just adorable?&amp;nbsp; The pizza was as delicious as the place was cute.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fyINZOgq8s/ThtNNrFPLOI/AAAAAAAADjY/Ir06_-r0pkM/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fyINZOgq8s/ThtNNrFPLOI/AAAAAAAADjY/Ir06_-r0pkM/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A hellof a weekend if I do say so myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And to our dear friends Casey and Rachel- this is for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="144" id="il_fi" src="http://theblackcordelias.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/rock06.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You freaking rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1267614314916000415?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1267614314916000415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1267614314916000415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1267614314916000415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1267614314916000415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-on-lake-time.html' title='We were on lake time.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oF1QZyXo_W4/Thp4E_3nJMI/AAAAAAAADio/oQh143T7kq4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4766108529745684410</id><published>2011-07-06T22:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:22:25.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MMW</title><content type='html'>I love Wednesday!&amp;nbsp; I love Wednesday!&amp;nbsp; I love Wednesday!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; The time I spend with her just gets better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opted out of OOF for some random reason today...not really sure why.&amp;nbsp; I asked Miss Mak what she wanted to do and Air Zone was her response.&amp;nbsp; We've never been there, she's never been there, but knew that it was a place for kids.&amp;nbsp; She's a smart one and&amp;nbsp;had a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PI6RSOMBloo/ThpuXtc5UaI/AAAAAAAADic/haHBf53T5Do/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PI6RSOMBloo/ThpuXtc5UaI/AAAAAAAADic/haHBf53T5Do/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We took&amp;nbsp;Panera to my grandparents for a quick bite and then headed to Hobby Lobby to get some crafts!&amp;nbsp; I swear- my kids could live in Hobby Lobby.&amp;nbsp; Not kidding- they L.O.V.E. that place.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Craft time ended and we picked up Bennett from school.&amp;nbsp; I thought it'd be a great afternoon to venture out with both kids, by myself, to OOF for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; OMG- SOOO. MUCH. FUN!!!!&amp;nbsp; Best decision ever.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to do it again!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBEt7h6HhFA/ThpvmqY5NbI/AAAAAAAADig/a1Xx1s-zUlU/s1600/270691_10150228895726627_693211626_7681636_2652803_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBEt7h6HhFA/ThpvmqY5NbI/AAAAAAAADig/a1Xx1s-zUlU/s320/270691_10150228895726627_693211626_7681636_2652803_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I took a few videos of the kids on my phone, but strangely- didn't take my camera.&amp;nbsp; Weird, I know. Bennett was beyond ecstatic, so much so that he literally couldn't contain his&amp;nbsp;excitement.&amp;nbsp; He'd say, "Berlow, mi-mi, mi-mi!&amp;nbsp; Mama, berlow...Buddy, berlow.&amp;nbsp; Mi-mi!"&amp;nbsp; This translates into, "Water (pool)- more, more.&amp;nbsp; Mommy's in the pool....Bubba's in&amp;nbsp;the pool.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;More.&amp;nbsp; Again!!!"&amp;nbsp;Um- sure love their faces a whole boat load.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4766108529745684410?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4766108529745684410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4766108529745684410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4766108529745684410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4766108529745684410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/mmw.html' title='MMW'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PI6RSOMBloo/ThpuXtc5UaI/AAAAAAAADic/haHBf53T5Do/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4816504940282464791</id><published>2011-07-04T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:21:39.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had an AWE-SOME three day weekend here in KC with friends and family! :) We really had nothing on the agenda, which made it super-duper nice. Some friends of ours came over on Saturday night and we had a party to go to on Sunday night. The morning of the 4th we were in the Parkville Parade supporting Anytime Fitness! Makenna was so adorable. She'd be walking by all the people, waving her little flag yelling, "Happy 4th of Julllllllllllllllllly!" Bennett hung out in the stroller and didn't make a peep...just took it all in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBgEeCk7NvM/ThpqqYl09UI/AAAAAAAADiI/PaSZK45t2PU/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBgEeCk7NvM/ThpqqYl09UI/AAAAAAAADiI/PaSZK45t2PU/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjb3rSOi9Lc/Thpq24CyfkI/AAAAAAAADiM/MmVoY40RwW4/s1600/268631_10150241081993143_640228142_7497576_381380_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bjb3rSOi9Lc/Thpq24CyfkI/AAAAAAAADiM/MmVoY40RwW4/s320/268631_10150241081993143_640228142_7497576_381380_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And is this man not the epitome of a patriotic patron?!&amp;nbsp; I saw him sitting there and just HAD to snap a quick pic.&amp;nbsp; Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXxUFzpvZNI/Thpq9ojRUxI/AAAAAAAADiQ/1mq8mt8DJaQ/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lXxUFzpvZNI/Thpq9ojRUxI/AAAAAAAADiQ/1mq8mt8DJaQ/s320/010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet babes all sun-kissed on July 4, 2011.&amp;nbsp; Bennett- 20 months&amp;nbsp; Makenna- 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvVJxw28Z3A/ThpsCnzNJYI/AAAAAAAADiU/haL3eBVb7lc/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvVJxw28Z3A/ThpsCnzNJYI/AAAAAAAADiU/haL3eBVb7lc/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4816504940282464791?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4816504940282464791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4816504940282464791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4816504940282464791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4816504940282464791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July weekend'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBgEeCk7NvM/ThpqqYl09UI/AAAAAAAADiI/PaSZK45t2PU/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-2815851465878985023</id><published>2011-07-01T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:24:03.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy and Daughter Date Day</title><content type='html'>Cars 2 anyone?!&amp;nbsp; Yes, please.&amp;nbsp; They'll take two tickets for the 3D show at 1:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVvSSJvpoDU/ThpefCC0jUI/AAAAAAAADiE/gYFNYE6CJ2E/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVvSSJvpoDU/ThpefCC0jUI/AAAAAAAADiE/gYFNYE6CJ2E/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-2815851465878985023?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/2815851465878985023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=2815851465878985023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2815851465878985023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/2815851465878985023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/07/daddy-and-daughter-date-day.html' title='Daddy and Daughter Date Day'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVvSSJvpoDU/ThpefCC0jUI/AAAAAAAADiE/gYFNYE6CJ2E/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-5774796728103808474</id><published>2011-06-29T15:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T15:41:26.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MMW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="true" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="240" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/268318_10150225137656627_693211626_7633565_5108933_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's MMW was fairly cloudy and quite chilly, thus OOF was out.&amp;nbsp; We spent the day enjoying brunch at Kate's Kitchen with Vicki and Megan.&amp;nbsp; We shopped around and took it easy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today though, it was a gorgeous June day.&amp;nbsp; We brought along a few gal pals, Alex and Lauren Widman.&amp;nbsp; Sooooo fun!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for coming, girlies!&amp;nbsp; Our jam session of Gaga and Beiber Fever was the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-5774796728103808474?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/5774796728103808474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=5774796728103808474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/5774796728103808474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/5774796728103808474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/mmw_29.html' title='MMW'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-8454290193900722097</id><published>2011-06-28T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:31:03.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bennett singing</title><content type='html'>Here is Bennett singing his ABC's.&amp;nbsp; I'm on the tip of being frustrated with his verbal skills in all honesty.&amp;nbsp; For now, I'm blaming it on sucking his thumb during the "important" months, 12-16ish.&amp;nbsp; Here's hoping for better communication on his part in the near future!&amp;nbsp; It's still cute though- don't get me wrong! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid150.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fs113%2Fjvandever_2007%2F016-1.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-8454290193900722097?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/8454290193900722097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=8454290193900722097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8454290193900722097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/8454290193900722097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/bennett-singing.html' title='Bennett singing'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4731813332750597059</id><published>2011-06-23T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:23:56.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KC Zoo</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure we went last summer- I don't remember.&amp;nbsp; Bennett would have been awful small and that heat can just be horrifying, so I doubt it.&amp;nbsp; But mark it down.&amp;nbsp; We went today and it was beeeeee-autiful!&amp;nbsp; Oh, there was a breeze, there were a few clouds, and I bet it was 75.&amp;nbsp; Just gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; Our Auntie Brooks came along for the ride and enjoyed the scenery too.&amp;nbsp;We had a really great morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never noticed this old truck before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N67roclprjA/TgiQ0uXrldI/AAAAAAAADhE/M2l9gQF3Pvg/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N67roclprjA/TgiQ0uXrldI/AAAAAAAADhE/M2l9gQF3Pvg/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Baa baa.&amp;nbsp; Had to take a picture by the sheep for our ancestors in Iowa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55ss7WJco8I/TgiQ7CpABAI/AAAAAAAADhI/T_E8YpipEi0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-55ss7WJco8I/TgiQ7CpABAI/AAAAAAAADhI/T_E8YpipEi0/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jenny (Brooks) Widman, aka Auntie Brooks was a sorority sister of mine.&amp;nbsp; She holds a special place in our family's hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bo01qIuCSoI/TgiRBChjBMI/AAAAAAAADhM/lJtx7I7gU8w/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bo01qIuCSoI/TgiRBChjBMI/AAAAAAAADhM/lJtx7I7gU8w/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kangaroos are free to roam, if you will.&amp;nbsp; This guy was not even five feet in front of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNdVrBV9e9w/TgiRIQ9AkMI/AAAAAAAADhQ/wpbntS9M758/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNdVrBV9e9w/TgiRIQ9AkMI/AAAAAAAADhQ/wpbntS9M758/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We loved seeing all the lions, and tigers, and bears- oh my!&amp;nbsp; The elephants too. :)&amp;nbsp; And the polar bear was doing tricks right in front of Makenna.&amp;nbsp; Man- he was SOO cool!&amp;nbsp; She said, "Mommy- I touched his PAW!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R74Eycwqpzg/TgiRQRevisI/AAAAAAAADhY/02r-KdSDsss/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R74Eycwqpzg/TgiRQRevisI/AAAAAAAADhY/02r-KdSDsss/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-4731813332750597059?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/4731813332750597059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=4731813332750597059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4731813332750597059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/4731813332750597059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/kc-zoo.html' title='KC Zoo'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N67roclprjA/TgiQ0uXrldI/AAAAAAAADhE/M2l9gQF3Pvg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-4243320084630565585</id><published>2011-06-22T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:08:22.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty-nine Years!</title><content type='html'>Pretty cool, huh?!&amp;nbsp; 59 marvelous years, full of nothing but perfection, love, and understanding.&amp;nbsp; Well maybe not the perfection part...&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ben and I were aproaching our wedding date,&amp;nbsp;(at the time Gma and Gpa had just celebrated their 50th anniversary) my grandparents were having a conversation with us about how marriage&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; was.&amp;nbsp; They used the term "peaches and creme."&amp;nbsp; Grandpa, in a jokingly manner said to Grandma, "Honey, don't you agree- that marriage is just like peaches and creme!?"&amp;nbsp; She responded with, "Ha!&amp;nbsp; It's more like turnips and radishes!"&amp;nbsp; Something I'll never forget....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the love birds themselves.&amp;nbsp; Grandpa was being his silly 'ole self...acting taller- acting shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QuIvVSak1o/TgiNm5XPZeI/AAAAAAAADgo/V5U2mknufd4/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QuIvVSak1o/TgiNm5XPZeI/AAAAAAAADgo/V5U2mknufd4/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2RNVxkAHK0/TgiNsRCIadI/AAAAAAAADgs/LJzwjiltox0/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t2RNVxkAHK0/TgiNsRCIadI/AAAAAAAADgs/LJzwjiltox0/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BU7p8D051k8/TgiNvlhDqXI/AAAAAAAADgw/VduiImOOOZc/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BU7p8D051k8/TgiNvlhDqXI/AAAAAAAADgw/VduiImOOOZc/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;They met in an ice cream parlor, hence the ice cream cones.&amp;nbsp; Grandma was working behind the soda fountain counter and Grandpa took a seat.&amp;nbsp; The story goes he asked her out right then and there!&amp;nbsp; Funny little bonus- she had a date already booked for the night, but totally forgot about it!&amp;nbsp; Oops!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Talk about meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVjL5SxH4BI/TgiN6et2EzI/AAAAAAAADg0/RqWXzbYOozQ/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JVjL5SxH4BI/TgiN6et2EzI/AAAAAAAADg0/RqWXzbYOozQ/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bubby's first ever ice cream cone.&amp;nbsp; Do you think he enjoyed it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yNWHaVB_BY/TgiN-6bj94I/AAAAAAAADg4/AHxhRY8ql6M/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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She had a great first ever season playing tee ball with the rest of the Tigers.&amp;nbsp; I think her favorite thing about tee ball was the chance to play in the dirt and get dirty.&amp;nbsp; We could pretty well count on her playing the field, picking up the dirt and pouring it in her glove.&amp;nbsp;That glove was like the perfect sifter!&amp;nbsp;And she also became a dadgum good hitter too!&amp;nbsp; For a great ending, she really wanted to show off- Makenna had an awesome hit...probably her best so far.&amp;nbsp; This video is not the hit I was talking about, but it was&amp;nbsp;a good one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid150.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fs113%2Fjvandever_2007%2F002-2.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Deacon, Hudson, Will, and Lil Mak waiting so patiently to receive their medals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOV1CHG09sc/TgiFxOweRXI/AAAAAAAADf8/2hHDNf6ppdM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOV1CHG09sc/TgiFxOweRXI/AAAAAAAADf8/2hHDNf6ppdM/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPwvNagVaU8/TgiF9TLAccI/AAAAAAAADgA/RTgAwf3ksLQ/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPwvNagVaU8/TgiF9TLAccI/AAAAAAAADgA/RTgAwf3ksLQ/s320/006.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She wears her heart on her sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMwbPDHAotc/TgiGBokgGcI/AAAAAAAADgE/V5AlhLey12k/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMwbPDHAotc/TgiGBokgGcI/AAAAAAAADgE/V5AlhLey12k/s320/009.JPG" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the final Tigers huddle looked like this.&amp;nbsp; What a great first experience.&amp;nbsp; A HUGE thanks to our coaches and their wives!!!&amp;nbsp; You guys rocked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVWOB94lwZ0/TgiGvu6jrVI/AAAAAAAADgI/VKnxjU8nItk/s1600/DSC_0042_autoleveling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVWOB94lwZ0/TgiGvu6jrVI/AAAAAAAADgI/VKnxjU8nItk/s320/DSC_0042_autoleveling.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And my favorite quote from the evening was that 'her feet were KILLIN' her!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7288241528063887163?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7288241528063887163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7288241528063887163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7288241528063887163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7288241528063887163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-last-tee-ball-game.html' title='Our last tee ball game'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hOV1CHG09sc/TgiFxOweRXI/AAAAAAAADf8/2hHDNf6ppdM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-208809061220035594</id><published>2011-06-20T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:47:44.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigma play date</title><content type='html'>These are a few of my pledge sisters that are either teachers or stay at home mommies.&amp;nbsp; It was time to let the kids play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth, Cori, Bridgit, Jill, and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77T3yee0u5s/TgiJuVecegI/AAAAAAAADgc/pLUgmDR4XCg/s1600/261672_10150354648629097_574134096_10112035_3111992_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77T3yee0u5s/TgiJuVecegI/AAAAAAAADgc/pLUgmDR4XCg/s320/261672_10150354648629097_574134096_10112035_3111992_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bennett, Phillip, Brady, Layton, Makenna, Addi, Vivi, Layla, and Amir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVFA1-ij8U0/TgiJwjWSFAI/AAAAAAAADgg/QlIvDkHXICI/s1600/262749_10150351871579129_574114128_10109778_7242906_n%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVFA1-ij8U0/TgiJwjWSFAI/AAAAAAAADgg/QlIvDkHXICI/s320/262749_10150351871579129_574114128_10109778_7242906_n%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-208809061220035594?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/208809061220035594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=208809061220035594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/208809061220035594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/208809061220035594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/sigma-play-date.html' title='Sigma play date'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77T3yee0u5s/TgiJuVecegI/AAAAAAAADgc/pLUgmDR4XCg/s72-c/261672_10150354648629097_574134096_10112035_3111992_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-1781104314732359736</id><published>2011-06-18T15:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T15:48:59.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deanna Rose Farm</title><content type='html'>We were planning on an 11:15 tee ball game for this morning, but the storms rained us out.&amp;nbsp; Instead, we took a family field trip to the farm.&amp;nbsp; It's so awesome.&amp;nbsp; We've been a gazillion times, but each time we seem to love it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goat, here goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zKZsOjKPiyk/Tf0Mw_vYnJI/AAAAAAAADfM/KKBilexpmIw/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zKZsOjKPiyk/Tf0Mw_vYnJI/AAAAAAAADfM/KKBilexpmIw/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her and this new pose-thing.&amp;nbsp; It has me in stitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvTdPL6Q4ec/Tf0M6Hr0LVI/AAAAAAAADfQ/7QbilcnM3pw/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvTdPL6Q4ec/Tf0M6Hr0LVI/AAAAAAAADfQ/7QbilcnM3pw/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy Father's Day, Daddy.&amp;nbsp; You're simply the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-731F6Wmx8/Tf0NCWiVjLI/AAAAAAAADfU/dQ1MiG9avmo/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-731F6Wmx8/Tf0NCWiVjLI/AAAAAAAADfU/dQ1MiG9avmo/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJnWcV1YY0o/Tf0NICDnTbI/AAAAAAAADfg/Lpf2-8TAxB8/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iJnWcV1YY0o/Tf0NICDnTbI/AAAAAAAADfg/Lpf2-8TAxB8/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SUJSpAwow4M/Tf0NOTbZe7I/AAAAAAAADfk/8SVi1RupQCQ/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SUJSpAwow4M/Tf0NOTbZe7I/AAAAAAAADfk/8SVi1RupQCQ/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEqXCN_BK2I/Tf0NUv68enI/AAAAAAAADfo/mb6J2melFA0/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEqXCN_BK2I/Tf0NUv68enI/AAAAAAAADfo/mb6J2melFA0/s320/029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lapc9OWy8Vg/Tf0NbZAplQI/AAAAAAAADfs/GLhLp_QoFt4/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lapc9OWy8Vg/Tf0NbZAplQI/AAAAAAAADfs/GLhLp_QoFt4/s320/035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah, yes- the good&amp;nbsp;'ole John Deere days. Let's reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFr3YLKehsM/Tf0NhGP1BiI/AAAAAAAADf4/cRkJXT0hBas/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FFr3YLKehsM/Tf0NhGP1BiI/AAAAAAAADf4/cRkJXT0hBas/s320/040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-1781104314732359736?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/1781104314732359736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=1781104314732359736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1781104314732359736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/1781104314732359736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/deanna-rose-farm.html' title='Deanna Rose Farm'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zKZsOjKPiyk/Tf0Mw_vYnJI/AAAAAAAADfM/KKBilexpmIw/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-3450754394662390404</id><published>2011-06-16T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T15:36:04.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few.</title><content type='html'>Just a few pictures of the lil rascals.&amp;nbsp; They were being silly, we were doing nothing.&amp;nbsp; One of those days to stay inside and not have an agenda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Mak wanted me to take these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLIeLrdpDdo/Tf0LlJCwtSI/AAAAAAAADfA/e9QuF1Mr-Z8/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLIeLrdpDdo/Tf0LlJCwtSI/AAAAAAAADfA/e9QuF1Mr-Z8/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCU1K8GFkCA/Tf0LorXRZxI/AAAAAAAADfE/uHuuVDQokjs/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCU1K8GFkCA/Tf0LorXRZxI/AAAAAAAADfE/uHuuVDQokjs/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the little guy had on a headband (shocker!) of Makenna's.&amp;nbsp; He sure thought he was something special.&amp;nbsp; Do you see how his shirt's all wet?&amp;nbsp; Yea- he'd been playing in the toilets, not to mention the kitty litter.&amp;nbsp; Who in their right mind, let him out of his cage?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KVLqoJePpzQ/Tf0L_KdoveI/AAAAAAAADfI/0oPco36DeHs/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KVLqoJePpzQ/Tf0L_KdoveI/AAAAAAAADfI/0oPco36DeHs/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-3450754394662390404?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/3450754394662390404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=3450754394662390404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3450754394662390404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/3450754394662390404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-few.html' title='Just a few.'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLIeLrdpDdo/Tf0LlJCwtSI/AAAAAAAADfA/e9QuF1Mr-Z8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697888311513150215.post-7101694282989814490</id><published>2011-06-15T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:26:17.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MMW</title><content type='html'>Another great day at OOF.&amp;nbsp; I mean- you wanna talk about a gorgeous day?!&amp;nbsp; Oh, it was Heaven.&amp;nbsp; We spent a good hour at the Wave Pool alone...I layed in the sun, Makenna swam and jumped around.&amp;nbsp; We were both extrememly happy campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this picture doesn't say sass, I don't know what does?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt0YWfr1mms/TfpYFhDCH0I/AAAAAAAADes/6nuLZrJSaQU/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt0YWfr1mms/TfpYFhDCH0I/AAAAAAAADes/6nuLZrJSaQU/s320/005.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well...Helllllllllllllllllllllll-o Kitty!&amp;nbsp; Sure wish my rear was as cute as hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQGRg_hLf7Q/TfpYKXBLT9I/AAAAAAAADew/nMqU1sAcqW0/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQGRg_hLf7Q/TfpYKXBLT9I/AAAAAAAADew/nMqU1sAcqW0/s320/004.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My blue-eyed beauty with those red lips...Muaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FVch_APzdU/TfpYMmnjY8I/AAAAAAAADe0/a2YOucR-4f4/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5FVch_APzdU/TfpYMmnjY8I/AAAAAAAADe0/a2YOucR-4f4/s320/006.JPG" t8="true" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5697888311513150215-7101694282989814490?l=thedohrmanns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/feeds/7101694282989814490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697888311513150215&amp;postID=7101694282989814490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7101694282989814490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697888311513150215/posts/default/7101694282989814490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedohrmanns.blogspot.com/2011/06/mmw.html' title='MMW'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvwW6RWInpk/TfLYB0dAKJI/AAAAAAAADco/usK7UP1UJOc/s220/007.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jt0YWfr1mms/TfpYFhDCH0I/AAAAAAAADes/6nuLZrJSaQU/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
