Our Lil' Pumpkin

Happy Halloween! I enjoy this holiday - fun costumes, fall colors, and candy; we can't forget the candy!! I found this Pumpkin outfit at RTS's (Reformed Theological Seminary) Clothes Closet - a "free store" for students, factulty, and staff. In fact, starting next week, I'm going to be working at the Clothes Closet part-time. We're hoping our Little Pumpkin will let me.

My parents, Marme and Granddaddy to Anastasia, came into town. Anastasia is spending Halloween in Inverness with them! I don't know whose having more fun, my parents or Anastasia. (My vote goes with my parents.)

Anastasia is 5 months

Anastasia turned 5 months old today. Whoa. Anyone who has kids says, "They grow up so fast." Philip jokingly remarked that we should start telling people, "This kid is taking forever to grow up!" We don't think that she is; we wish we could find her Pause button. But nonetheless, Philip and I poke at conventional and too-often repeated sayings.

The picture to the right was taken when Anastasia was about 24 hours old. "It seems like it was yesterday!"

neurologists

Most neurologists really don't have the best bed-side manor. We encountered one today who did, though. Philip had a MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association) appointment. Now, Philip has Charcot Marie Tooth, not MD, but the symptoms are close enough that he 'gets' (oh the privilege!) to be a member of MDA.

But back to neurologists - if you find a one that doesn't get on your nerves, hug him.

the preposition state

Well, the Soens are entering the blogging world - the Mississippi Soens, that is. My husband, Philip, and I live in the Jackson area of Mississippi. He is a student at Reformed Theological Seminary. He recently defended his thesis (woo hoo!). The topic? Comparing and contrasting Karl Barth's and John Calvin's view of faith/justification in Romans 3:21-26. You know, nothing too defined...Actually, he had to be that defined to keep it to 135 pages - a lot of ink has been spilled on and by those 2 men and those 7 verses.

Before Philip and I met in December of 2007, Philip had only been through Mississippi, not to Mississippi. When I highlighted that distinction when we started dating - that most people have only been through Mississippi and not to Mississippi - he affectionately named Mississippi the "preposition State."

I don't think our title will be replacing "The Hospitality State" anytime soon, but unless you're from Mississippi, you've most likely only been through and not to.

What preposition defines your relationship with Mississippi?