Last night my brother called me to tell me a little something and ask me where I was, like he normally did at home; it was the question that i most frequently hung up on him for. Anyway,
I made a list of the things I miss (which I will absolutely deny if brought up in conversation):

not having any towels in the bathroom (because he uses everyone's towels...which is just too gross to really put into words)
hearing the rumble of his running up the stairs and then the thunder that soon followed when he would fall down them after tripping over his feet
of course, the loud music that always kept me up at night, and the clatter in the kitchen at two in the morning (while he made himself a midnight snack
the fact that he was always awake in the middle of the night when I got home late, so instead of fiddling with my key to open the front door, I could just tap on his window and ask him to let me in.
that stupid whistle that i'd always hoped he'd grow out of.

So thats my list of the little things so far. those stupid little things that make me laugh and manage to put tears in my eyes. those things that'll probably drive me crazy again when he comes home to visit.