Holy Cereal, Batman!

I have no further insight into this morning's conversation about breakfast than you might have, so here it is:

Cody: Sean, what do you want for breakfast?
Sean: The cereal the Bishop gave me.
Cody: (confused, thinking), hmm... ok.
Erin (in other room): Did you say you want cereal the Bishop gave you?
Sean: Yep.
Erin: When did he give you cereal?
Sean: At church.
Erin: What kind of cereal?
Sean: Its very colorful.
Erin: What kind is it?
Sean: The kind the Bishop gave me. 
Erin: Was it a big box or a little box of cereal?
Sean: A big box of colorful cereal.
Erin: Where did he give it to you?
Sean (impatiently): at church.
Erin: inside the church or outside on the grass?
Sean: Inside the church.
Erin: So the Bishop gave you a big box of colorful cereal inside church one day, and that's what you want for breakfast?
Sean: Yep. 

He was also asked if this was a dream, to which he promptly and tersely answered "no." He ended up having oatmeal because none of our actual cereal choices were colorful enough.