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Kohlers Bakery Has The BEST Donuts-


But mostly, I buy them just to hear Jack say...


"dun dun's pease?"


Comments

meg said…
Shane's favorite thing is going to Kohler's at night when they have "all the donuts you can fit in a box for 2.99" or something. He's like a little kid--and he can fit more donuts in one box than you would ever think. And I wonder why I'm chubbs.
Aimee said…
oh they are so good...i love that whole bakery...it took a lot to refrain from buying myself a doughnut while I was there...mmmm
grandma jojo said…
i want to take jack to kohlers. i would buy him two dun duns. love that sweet face!
Em. said…
I love the choc. ones the most! I tell myself they are not that bad for me either:)
Abby said…
I want to eat that dun dun right now!!!
Neva said…
I want to bite those cute cheeks.
Jenn said…
I LOVE Kohler's donuts. Mmmmmmmm, the pink frosted ones. I've gotten my kids in the worst habit asking for them everytime we go to the grocery store. Why do they have to put them in the front right when you walk in???
Hol said…
I want a Kohler's donut I have never tasted one. I am obviously missing something really good!
Heidi and Rich said…
This post made me crave donuts. So what did I do - made us some donuts. Usually I bake them but this time they were fried with glaze on top and all 12 of them were gobbled up this morning. I need to taste some of these donuts though!!

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