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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Wed, 30 May 2012 10:42:26 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>bennettkemp.com</title><subtitle>bennettkemp.com</subtitle><id>http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/atom.xml"/><updated>2011-04-29T04:01:51Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>GeekPad</title><id>http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2011/4/29/geekpad.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2011/4/29/geekpad.html"/><author><name>Tim Kemp</name></author><published>2011-04-29T03:58:30Z</published><updated>2011-04-29T03:58:30Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img class='iphone-image' src='/resource/iphone-20110428225830-1.jpg?fileId=11980041'/></p>Papa has this great device called a GeekPad. I go nuts when he let's me play with it. My favorite is when I can see myself with lots of unusual graphics. I shout spooky when I see most of them. 

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This is the best darn owl book ever. It's quite a hoot. I like to spread out and flip each page and read. Typically I don't recognize the words, but I just say what I think the words would say. ]]></content></entry><entry><title>Playing in the Bathroom</title><id>http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2010/5/1/playing-in-the-bathroom.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2010/5/1/playing-in-the-bathroom.html"/><author><name>Tim Kemp</name></author><published>2010-05-01T17:36:57Z</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:36:57Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img class='iphone-image' src='http://www.bennettkemp.com/resource/iphone-20100501123657-1.jpg?fileId=6761939'/></p><p><br />While dad took a shower I got to play in the bathroom. I think I got carried away. </p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Me and my Cousin Loius</title><id>http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2010/3/27/me-and-my-cousin-loius.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2010/3/27/me-and-my-cousin-loius.html"/><author><name>Tim Kemp</name></author><published>2010-03-27T05:43:40Z</published><updated>2010-03-27T05:43:40Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><img class='iphone-image' src='http://www.bennettkemp.com/resource/iphone-20100327004340-1.jpg?fileId=6297973'/></p><p>Louis visited one night and we played on the computer...a lot. </p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>Welcome to bennettkemp.com!</title><id>http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2008/7/17/welcome-to-bennettkempcom.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/welcome/2008/7/17/welcome-to-bennettkempcom.html"/><author><name>Tim Kemp</name></author><published>2008-07-17T20:37:43Z</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:37:43Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>With a little help from Dad, Bennett is launching bennettkemp.com 1.0!</p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 500px;" src="http://www.bennettkemp.com/storage/3in1.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1248913072419" alt="" /></span></span><br /><span class="full-image-block">Bennett was born on Father's Day, June 21st, at 5:21 pm. His initial weigh-in was 7 pounds 6 ounces and he measured 20.5 inches. Soon after Bennett entered this dimension, Brandy Kemp, (aka, hot momma) squealed, he's just precious! He's absolutely perfect! I can't believe that he found his way out. I need a drink."</span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block">Since June 21st, Bennett has endured several visitors (including veteran grandparents), amateur parents and many curious cousins. He looks forward to real food, being mobile and the Cubs winning a World Series.</span></p>
<p><span class="full-image-block"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: medium;"><span>Please visit&nbsp;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: medium;"><a href="http://www.bennettkemp.com/bennett-journal/">Bennett's Journal</a>&nbsp;</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: medium;"><span>to learn about all of the important events in his life.</span></span></span></p>
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