Cake please.

Landon asked for cake for breakfast this morning. I assumed he was talking about his oreo cakesters. I put them in his bowl and took them to him.
Lan: No mom. I want the big, big cake.
Me: What big cake? You're going to have to show me.

I take Lan into the kitchen, look all around.

Lan: I want the big cake.
me: We don't have a big cake.
Lan: Yeah, like the on in the magazine.

I look over, and laying by the couch is a Family Circle with a huge cookies and creme cake on the cover.

Me: Ah, Lan, that's just on the magazine, we don't have one of those, do you want your little cakes.
Lan: Okay.