Well, about the only word to describe it would be: “interesting”. The antonym of this being: “boring”.
I have seven brothers, ages: 2, 5, 13, 15, 17, 24, & 33; and only one sister, age: 31. Although I am probably stating the obvious… I spent, and still do spend, a great deal of time with my brothers. Needless to say, they have the ability to aggravate me and make me mad. On the other hand, most of my happiest memories involve my brothers. I haven’t always appreciated the bond I have with them, but the older I get, the more I realize how blessed I am, especially when it comes to my older brothers.
I’ve gone hiking, biking, fishing, and shooting with them, as well as shopping. I’ve played soldiers, cowboys, and hot wheels with them as well as dolls and “house”. We’ve eaten together and cooked together. I’ve helped them with their hair and clothes and most of them have done the same for me. We’ve watched movies, listened to music, played games, and explored together. Sometimes, we just sit for an hour or so and talk.
Have we yelled at each other? Well, of course! And we’ve also laughed at each other. We pick on and pester and annoy. But when we need help with something or need someone to hang out with, we all know we can turn to each other.
As for the younger boys… I know they get tired of having so many “bosses”. You have no idea how many times I’ve heard, “You aren’t Mom!” However, if we ever go very long without seeing each other, they’re always excited to see us again and we’re excited to see them.
Seven brothers may seem like a lot to most people, but I don’t honestly know what I would do without every single one of them. I will say that I put up with a lot from them, but they also put up with a lot from me. Each and every one of them is so important to me and I love them all very much.