Camille has never been an easy kid. I joke that it was a good thing she was number 4 by such a wide margin because I needed 5 sets of hands to help care for her. But, the older she gets, the easier she gets. Since turning four, it’s been a dream. Camille is still not a fabulous sleeper, but she has taken to snuggling with her brothers so at least she’s staying in bed with them instead of screaming in the doorway or coming downstairs repeatedly. Since this summer the 4 of them have all been sleeping in the same room (in 2 king sized beds) and it makes me happy that they have a slumber party every night. It’s like the old days when 3 little boys would pile on the full size bottom bunk like puppies to sleep.
Also since turning four, Camille’s imagination has taken off. She will sit for an hour and play with her ponies, Disney princess figurines, and/or stuffed animals and move them around and make them “talk” to each other — I’m not sure what she is playing, since I don’t want to interfere with whatever magic is happening that makes her happy and quiet at the same time. She gets very self conscious and stops all singing and talking if she notices anyone watching her play.
She is fascinated and in awe of the older girls in her life and looks up to them, but she’s also slow to warm up so when we are out in public she’s really quiet and well behaved. You’d never know there’s a stick of dynamite lying right beneath the surface!
