I have 2 sisters and a brother. They are 9, 11, and 13 years older than me. I pretty much grew up as an only child. By the time I was 9 or so, they had all moved out. My brother is definitely my mom's favorite, always has been and still is. She loves us girls but definitely favors my brother. I had a fairly solitary childhood, played by myself mostly. Played in the brook, went for walks, went berry picking, or sliding, etc. My first oldest sister went to Germany when she moved out of my parents' home, and my brother moved to Utah. My other sister moved out and onto a farm to take care of an old woman. My sister was a nurse back then. Sooo, I grew up alone for the most part. I had a curfew, had to do chores, etc. The only difference between how I got treated, and how my sisters got treated is, my mom didn't hit me, like she did to them. My oldest sister says I got handed everything on a silver platter. Well no, I didn't. Unless you count getting stuff done for me more often, because I had epilepsy (still do) and seizures back then, as special treatment.
Anyhoo, back then, I was too young to get taken anywhere with my sisters. They were very close, and didn't want me tagging along many times. But in later years, I'm glad I have siblings because they have helped me many times with different things.
Though if I could give away my oldest sister, I would. lol... Only because she's a very negative, nasty, rude person and I can't stand being around her..