Rough Times

Yesterday I had a chance to find out how Stacia did at camp during the week. She did not do well at all though she did go from hiding in cupboards and under tables to at least participating some as long as she had one on one attention.
She came home each day and was clingy to me (mama) especially though she would accept being right on top of daddy and older sister if I was not right there. She did not want to go to bed at night and would keep giving me kisses and hugs trying to get me to stay. She cried herself to sleep at night.
Last night was the complete opposite as she didn't have camp yesterday. She was able to play some by herself for her normal amount of time without having to have one of us with her and she indicated that she wanted to go to bed when I had lost track of the time. She even picked up some of her toys without having to be shown to pick up each one and put it away. She was pushing me (mama) out of the door and turned out the light. This is the behavior that is normal or at least closer to normal for her. What I saw Monday-Thursday nights was not.
The hardest thing looking back was her not being able to tell me how she was feeling about things and not being able to talk things out with her. The guilt over my thinking it was because she didn't get enough sleep as she is used to sleeping till about 10 am especially in the warmer months when she doesn't get to bed till later. She has never been one to go to bed with the sun still up even as a baby.
While the craft things she did were cute and she had a smile on her face when I dropped her off and when I picked her up each day I am not sure that we made the right choice to send her to camp this week.
We are looking at sending both her and her older sister to Princess Ballerina Dance Camp later this summer. Hopefully that will go much better though with that one I will be able to stay with her and she will have her sister there with her as well.