Chocolate chips: it's what's for breakfast

Time: 8:48am.
Location: my bed. ah, vacation week.
Characters: me and Seamus.

Enter Seamus, bursting through my bedroom door.

S: Mommy, mommy. I really want breakfast. Come feed me breakfast.
M: Ok, one minute.
S: But you said one minute a long time ago. [ed note: he is right, mostly. 23 minutes ago. but is that a long time, really?]
M: Ok, ok. [covers head with comforter]
S: But I'm hunnnnnnnngry. I just had chocolate chips for lunch. Now I want breakfast!
M: [removing comforter from head.] You did what?
S: Had chocolate chips. Now I want sausage. Can we put chocolate chips on those too?

I get up and actually make him breakfast at this point, trying yet again to teach him which order his meals come in. He did not have chocolate chips with his sausage, but he claims that he now knows lunch is after breakfast. So I call this morning a victory so far.