Conversations with Timothy

Lately we've had some cute conversations with Timothy:

On Thursday Timothy awoke early, and soon found Troy in the kitchen. Troy told him that he was making breakfast that day. Timothy suddenly halted his coloring, looked up at Troy and with great surprise in his voice said, "You're making breakfast?  ...What's Mommy going to do?!!"

Today Troy and Timothy were playing Frisbee outside. Troy grew weary of throwing the Frisbee up in the air over and over again (to himself), and told Timothy that he was not going to continue. Timothy then paused, looked down, and replied with a very serious tone: "I'm the pastor!" Troy, a little confused, asked, "Do you mean that you're in charge?" Timothy replied, "Yes." ...Troy now only wonders more what Timothy's idea of a pastor actually is!

Troy eventually got a Frisbee stuck in a tree (not an intentional plan to stop playing Frisbee, by the way). Upon coming inside, Timothy quickly reported the event to Grandma and Grandpa Gustafson. Grandma told him, "Maybe a birdie will come sit on the Frisbee." "Yeah," Timothy replied, "and poop on it!"