The love between siblings

Woah Sid get's personal again!

I spent my Friday evening at my sister's place, because it was her birthday (well technically her birthday was Saturday, but she had other guests then...) Anywho, spending an evening with all three of my siblings got me thinking of "the love between siblings", mostly because both my older siblings moved out before I turned 10, my older brother did move in again after while, but not for very long at a time.
People often say that the love between a mother and child is the strongest, but I think in some cases the love between siblings can be stronger, and more complicated. Because in the relationship between siblings is not only love, but also envy and hate, not real hate though, it's a different kind of love-hate, this might all sound a bit weird, but most of what goes on inside my head is a bit weird.
But, the person I've had the most fights with in my life is my younger brother, (I once bit him so hard in the shoulder he was blue for two weeks...) but my younger brother is also the person I'm most protective of, I think that if anything bad ever happened to him I would blame myself, even if I had nothing to do with it, because he's always been my responsibility.
It's the same with my older brother I think, he is probably the meanest person I know, he teases me, and because he's know me all my life, he knows all my most ticklish places, and he knows exactly what to say to piss me off. But at the same time he'd never let anyone else hurt me (he also has this thing about wanting to beat all my possible boyfriends up, so I guess, in a way it's good that Chris lives so far away). And even though most of the time he wants to be a strong manly man, he's not afraid of not being that in front of me. And even though my older brother is the meanest of my three siblings, he's the one I'd go to with my problems.
My sister is probably the person who can  me the most, because she knows me so well, she knows just what to say to hurt me, she's the person I hate fighting with the most, but again, on the other hand she's also the best at cheering me up when I'm down.

So, even if the love between a mother and child is the strongest, I think my siblings know me far better than my mother does.