So I opened the pantry to pour him a bowl of Lucky Charms, and here's the conversation:
WHM: I fink I want a cookie.
ME: No, you're having Lucky Charms.
ME: Because you just told Daddy you wanted Lucky Charms, and now I am making you Lucky Charms.
WHM: I finish my Lucky Charms, I have a cookie. That's my plan. Okay, Mommy? Okay?
ME: Okay, WHM! Okay!