I’ve got a brother almost 3 full years younger and a brother 7 years younger than me. I left the house when I was 16, making them something like 13 and 9. Over the years our dynamic has changed, from me thinking I was crucial in their upbringing to me wondering if they even remember that for a time I lived in the same house. My older of the two brothers is visiting me for the week and he’s already taught me more than I could probably offer him.
He turned out fine, he’s a genius, he can find anything on the internet. He can get along with anyone and has some hilarious stories. He can also reach things from about 4 feet over my head for me. It’s great. I’m looking forward to the week and reacquainting our selves even more.