All my life is cat and toddler

Mostly cat, since the toddler has much better sleep patterns.

I'd forgotten the misery that is kittenhood. Midi is a year old, but still very much a kitten; bumbling, awkward, annoying and IN YOUR FACE ALL THE TIME.

I had to dry everything on the counter because Midi jumped up there and knocked over my mother's day bouquet.
I have to be extremely careful when doing laundry because dark holes are apparently the most fascinating places ever.
I also have to search every room before I close a door because she keeps getting trapped in closets, spare rooms etc.
We can no longer leave mats on the floor because everything is a place to sharpen her claws.
I haven't slept through a whole night in weeks because either she wants to play, engage in another session of 'who is going to be top cat' or groom my head.

As for the ongoing game of who is going to be top cat, there is no doubt in my mind that despite her youth and recency of her addition to the household, Midi is going to dominate Lyra. I can see how this is going, though Lyra is deep in denial. I'd really like them to get this settled sooner rather than later so that I can sleep without the cat fights.

Poor Lyra.

At least Midi is cute.