Dad just recently went to Vegas. While there I stopped at one of the Harley shops in the Rio hotel. They had this cute shirt that Ty is wearing here that I could not pass up.
When I told him over the phone I snagged a shirt of a monkey on a motorcycle, it became a small obsession for him. The first night back he wanted to try it on. The shirt was a little big to wear out now, but he paraded around the house in it and even got sad when I told him he couldn't sleep in it.