the good, the bad, and...

[miekec]

Over the weekend the following exchange took place:
Adult: Karin, it's time to go to the bathroom, before we go out.
Karin: I already *did* it!
A: When?
K: Yesterday!

Then today, while going upstairs for a minute, I hear a thud from the kitchen. Somehow, you learn to distinguish between "normal" thuds and foreboding ones. This was not a normal one.
I go downstairs, and find Karin, a knocked-over garbage can (big, heavy metal kind) and a flapping catdoor that is going back and forth from the rush of the cat that must have run through it.
I ask wat was going on.
"I was holding Weasley (the cat)"
And why was the garbage can knocked over?
"I was throwing Weasley in the air."
Blink. Blink.
Needless to say, there was no dessert after dinner...