in my defense, my parents do much of the cooking and grocery shopping...

Me:  Henry do you want to come to the store with me or do you want to stay home and play?
Henry: What kind of store?
M:  Grocery store.
H:  Oh.  You need cocktail supplies?
M:  What?  Where did you hear that?
H:  Oh.  You're not buying cocktail supplies?
M:  Well.  Yes, I am.  But that's not the point.  You're staying home.

On a completely unrelated topic that will hopefully make you forget that according to my kid, the only groceries I shop for are cocktail supplies, here's a photo from the beginning of December.  Henry was "helping" us put up the Christmas lights outside.