I had totally forgotten about the Georgia Day Parade, and the fact that I promised to make Fletcher an Indian costume, until he mentioned it at breakfast on Thursday. It could have been worse, but with a lot going on Thursday I was not able to pull together the fabulous costume I had hoped for. I realized later, looking at the photos, that he may have come out looking more like a hippy than a Native American. Oh well. He was still the cutest kid in the parade.