I have three brothers. I'm in the habit of telling each of them they are my favorite. Like this.
Brother (little, middle, or big) does something awesome for me. I say, "You're my favorite brother."
The little brother, on these occasions, smirks in a way that says, of course I'm your favorite. I am, after all, the coolest.
The middle brother raises his eyebrows and makes a funny face that says, I'm happy and flattered to be your favorite but you have two other brothers and we need to be fair to them.
The big brother laughs in a way that says he thinks it's a joke and makes some silly comment or motion that displays his obvious superiority as a brother. Like flexing his biceps. Also as a joke because he and I are jokers.
I have three brothers and each is my favorite. I'm the luckiest sister in the world.
