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Merry Christmas everyone!

From our family to yours! May your season be touched with the simple grace of Christ's love. Merry Christmas! (These cute cookies of our family were made with love by Jennie...thank you! Thanks to everyone else who brought us treats. ) "For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord." --Luke 2:11
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Bobbi said…
Merry Christmas back to you, Kelly! I hope it was lovely for your family. We, too, are grateful for that greatest gift of all,our Savior's love for us.
December 26, 2008 1:44 AM
~ Tina said…
Merry Christmas to Kelly, Kelly, Lindsey & Christopher.... may you bask in each other's love and the love from our Lord Jesus!
xoxo ~ The Oldenburgs
December 26, 2008 1:17 PM
Francie said…
The cookies are so cute. Merry Christmas and wishing you all the very best in the coming year
December 26, 2008 3:15 PM
Lonna said…
I love the "family" cookies. I hope that you and yours had a great holiday, I am sure that with you as the mom it was fantastic.

Well I know that you said that you wanted to change up the rules on the post that I did, but since you were pretty much the only one to leave a little comment I left a little something for you on that post. Thanks for the nice things that you said about me. You are too kind.
December 26, 2008 8:24 PM
Tamara said…
Hope you guys had a great Christmas! Those cookies are adorable! I hope they tasted as good as they looked-
December 29, 2008 6:16 PM
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