One little Indian boy...

When I recall the Thanksgiving holidays of my childhood, images of sweet potato casserole are equally paralleled by that of my annual Thanksgiving pageant at school. One year I was a pilgrim with a stiff white pinafore and a square cardboard hat and the next, an Indian girl with braids and a dress made of a brown paper bag that was fringed at the bottom. These are the memories I hope my children will make and keep as well, and so this is what will be hanging on my front door come November 1st.

I know, I know, it's not even Halloween yet and I'm already talking about Thanksgiving. But, I'm already getting inquiries, so I figured I'd put it out there. Some of you are REALLY on top of things, I might add! I can change the hair color of the little boy if requested and may even add some braids on the next one if that peeks anyone's interest. Enjoy and thanks for stopping by!