Analogue is the way to go, not digital. The Holgas are hard to pass up, even to grown up little kids like me! Maybe a BelAir folder from Holga, though at last look the 300-odd worldwide allocation was over-subscribed. Or there's a Fuji disposable camera if you reckon she's going to get into battle. My gran'pa gave me a Kodak Box Brownie, all shiny chrome and leatherette, for my 5th birthday. A few el cheapo Ilford-branded B&W prints remain of decapitated chooks strewn about the backyard: gran'ma was adapt at wielding the axe in readiness for the Sunday roast...