A lot of you know this, but here goes: I am the eighth of eight children. No blending. All biological. All Davis, all the time.
I am also quite a bit younger than the rest, as #1 was 23 when I was born and #7 was seven. He (#7) went off to college when I was 12, which means that for the bulk of my adolescence I was . . . wait for it . . . an only child with seven brothers and sisters.