I'm the youngest one of my family. I have only two older brothers.
It was mentioned before in a post by someone that no matter how often you fight with your sibiings, you can't help but love them.
My two older brothers are complete slobs, and I am not saying this because I'm the younger sister. I actually mean that they are lazy slobs. If possible, they'll take the easy way out. Heck, they probably won't even attempt to handle the situation. Both of them get on my nerves because they never bother to handle the house chores. I always manage to yell at the oldest one because he's so stupid and lazy, and because he always manages to find some way to poke fun at me.
But, of course, I love my brothers. At times, I'm thankful that I was given such caring and forgiving brothers.
I guess it's a win-lose situation. You're given a person or people that find the right ways to push your buttons, but you're also given a person that you love and care for.
It kind of sucks.