He's always wanting me to help him get into his booze or daddy's booze. The booze by the back door, the booze under the bed, the booze in the closet. He loves all the booze.
Oh, I guess I should mention that by "booze" what he means is "boots".
"Garner, put your shoes on."
"Booze!"
"How about your crocs?"
"NOOOoooOO! BOOZE!"
The kid knows what he wants.
