My little Possum is three years old! It is hard to believe that three years ago we were in the hospital with a little scrawny baby that had a head full of dark hair. Look at him now! He got the nickname Possum from his Daddy while we were in the hospital. Joel would rock him and he would curl up on his shoulder and would appear to be sleeping. He was really playing possum. Even now he plays possum on his Daddy's shoulder.
This morning Possum got to open his present from Daddy and Mommy. It was a real BB gun! His sister got him the ammo to go with it. He was so excited. Daddy put up a target in the yard and Possum has been practicing. He also got some binoculars, flashlight, and walkie talkies to take hunting. He is all set now.