I have four sisters and no brothers. We played with dolls and dress-ups and played “house,” but other than that I don’t remember doing a lot of “girlie” stuff. I particularly enjoyed riding bikes, catching bugs, playing in the barn, building with blocks, and playing with matchbox cars in the dirt. My dad took us fishing, we played basketball together, and we went on camping trips.
Growing up with a brother might have made me tougher. I’ve noticed that boys are a bit rougher and more provoking than girls. Of course one of my sisters (I won’t name any names) did tie me up and gag me once. Though I may have benefited from having a brother, I loved growing up with all of my sisters.
A brother would certainly help me understand boys (and men) better. Fortunately I have Brent to enlighten me. ;-)