Excessively large, curly brown hair.
Telling stories of past adventures for hours on end.
Healthy appetites, or the ability to consume mountains of fried chicken, veggie curry, and rice in mere minutes.
3-way Skype calls.
Getting really, really angry about matters of injustice (those Irish tempers...).
Hiding food. Because if your siblings find it, it's gone.
Knowing that there's always room in the car for more.
"Adopting" other kids because there's only seven of us.
Quoting lines from movies we've all seen more times than we can count.
Believing that sleep is a waste of time. "You'll sleep when you're dead."
Being ready to go anywhere, anywhere at all, at a moment's notice because you never know when Dad'll say: "Waterpark! Be out the door in 5 minutes."
Side note: Believing that if we say, "We can still make it to the waterpark!!" twice a day, Dad will eventually believe us and take us there.
Considering the word Boring just about the worst insult there is. Either that or Chikabuhbuh. The horror.
Refusing to speak in sentences that contain only words found in the English dictionary. Too boring.
Thinking that preparing food for a dinner party of 20 is no big deal because we've all been able to do it since we were preteens.
Being either kind of gigantic or miniature. There's not much of a middle ground.
Accidentally heading straight for the sink and washing stacks of dirty dishes as soon as we enter a friend's or relative's home because we've been conditioned to have a perhaps unhealthy fear of dishes left in the sink.
Secretly laughing at people who think Malaysia is the same thing as Indonesia.
Being super happy every time Mom and Dad are gone even though we love them because there's just something awesome about having the house to yourself and doing things that the parents probably wouldn't appreciate if they were home (like science experiments that involve dropping eggs off the balcony).
A love/hate relationship with Pizza Saturdays
Being pretty much convinced that Angel's always been one of us and that the main reason he joined the family was because he always wanted a half-dozen extra little siblings.
Surprises in the Living Room (secret code word that means all of the kids are in trouble)
Believing that popcorn is the greatest meal in the world except for chicken butter masala with naan bread.
Being mistaken for another member of our family because too many people can't tell us apart.
What kind of traits run in your family?