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".

That's perfect! Are you going to hang it up in his room?
ReplyDeleteI 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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