I decided this week I needed Parker's initials. The "P" and the "J" were a piece of cake. The "K" was another story. I found it at the Eagles Nest, and if any of you have been to Cheyenne, the Eagles Nest is a grungy, dirty bikers bar. All I could think of when I was standing outside was that some HUGE biker man would come outside and ask me what in the world I was doing. I would have to explain that the nasty, rusty scaffolding I was admiring made the perfect letter "K" and I had to have a photo. And then I would have been thrown with one hand into oncoming traffic for seeming so ridiculous. So...I waited until bright and early Sunday morning when I knew that the biker men wouldn't be there and got the perfect letter "K".

2 comments:
That's perfect! Are you going to hang it up in his room?
I laughed out loud reading the story of getting the K- going on a Sunday moning was probably very safe. :)
You made me want to find a B, L, and an S!!
Stacey this is sooo cool. I might have to snag this idea up! My kids would get a kick out of it! You are so creative!!
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