Lately, you get yelled at. A lot. It must be tough, being a middle child.
You go through phases (or stages) where you are just....difficult. We are in that stage.
I can't describe how painful it can be sometimes. Every night is a challenge. And our nights revolve around your behavior. You and Jackson have been fighting a lot. Even you and Bella. You get your feelings hurt very easily. You crave attention. And you exhaust me. "Mommy, watch" comes out of your mouth about 50 times a night. You require more attention than your 3-year old sister. It's just your personality, and I'm trying. But if you don't get it (attention), you (unintentionally) drive everyone crazy around you. You become loud and whiny and sometimes just plain annoying. You can't keep your hands to yourself. You can't stand if Jackson doesn't want to play with you. You can't understand why it's not appropriate to throw a football in the den or play "tackle football" with your 3-year old sister. You whine and complain about "why can't so-and-so spend the night??" You think we are out to get you and that nobody in this family likes you. For Christmas this year, you even asked for a "family that listens to me!!" because I won't ever let you defend yourself.
Today was a good day. You had a great Christmas. Honey & Pop Pop got you and your siblings a trampoline. You spent an hour playing on it today with first your sister and then Daddy. You never stopped smiling (that is until you bit your tongue). But you were so happy and I enjoyed seeing that. You are spending the night with your cousin, Kaleb. You and him have a lot in common. You had been asking for him to spend the night for a few weeks now but there just hasn't been time. We knew you were due for a night out with your cousin, no big brother to get in the way. You are definitely an extrovert and need other kids to play with. You have tons of energy to burn and are always going outside and dragging out the neighborhood kids. You are always asking for someone to come over or spend the night, especially when Jackson gets stuck on his playstation and you have nothing to do (and no one to entertain you). I like that about you, though. Your energy. Even though sometimes (ok most times) it wears me out. You go so hard until you drop (literally). And you wake up raring to go.
You hate to lose. You compete with your brother at every level. I guess that is just part of being a boy. I wouldn't understand. The other night, we attempted to play a game of Risk with Pop Pop, Daddy, and Jackson. We finished the game. But not without tears from you, and lots of yelling by me and Josh. And there was, of course, some fighting between you and your brother.
Cameron, all of this is a part of who you are. I love you no matter what. I tell you often, "I may be mad at you, but I will never stop loving you. No matter what". I know you have the biggest heart; you just require a little extra work. We're all just trying to survive sometimes and get through these rough spots. You are way older than your years and it is hard to remember you are only 7.
I love your smile (you finally lost the other front tooth) and your laugh (when you're not laughing to be annoying). I love when you are happy (you can be hard to please). But, I love you for who you are.
I love you more.
I love you the most.
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, middle school, wine, video games, and schedules. I started this blog because I love taking pictures, and I needed a place to document our life. I wanted a place to write it all down, to remember little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.