Sharing Rooms
When I was a kid, I shared room with my elder brother. He was 6 and I was 4 years old at that time. It was the first time that we slept together after we moved to a new place. The new house was not that big so we had to share rooms.
Most of the time, we kept each other awake in the middle of the night. When he wakes up he acts up a lot like playing with his ball or makes fun of me. My mom did one thing that kept us both asleep. She plays some nice mellow music before going to bed and kept the curtains really dark. She even plastered some foil on the windows to make it extra dim.
I always thought it was a pretty odd way of getting us together but then it worked. We even bonded better afterwards.
