Especially prevalent in our 'sibling hood' was competition. Its fair to say that the basis of 100% of our arguments were dissecting who did what better. Regardless of age -or arguably status- in the family, we would constantly be proving how we were smarter, funnier, more popular, sportier- just better than our other bro or sis. And whilst this sounds mean and pointless (which is probably was), I can make a very good case for the benefits of this banter.
Being away from this made me think about how only children feel. This arve I had been doing work on my computer and was over it- all I wanted to do was boot a footy. BUT WITH WHO?! My only option was the dog. So I opted for ye olde 'Im just practising how many times I can bop this soccer ball on my knee' - which was about twice- until I realised I probably looked more un-coordinated and lonely than usual so I stopped. And played basketball, again by myself. And then I understood why I would have struggled being an only child and why so many people argue that it is a disadvantage. Which I'm not saying it is- I'm just saying I'm glad I have a brother and sister (insert aww or urghh). 