I can hear him right now winding up the kids as they swing on the rope. Geez, now he is playing his guitar, barking out a song about crying (seems one of the little boys is inconsolable because he hurt Leah on the rope swing).
Brian can play the court jester, and has a way of getting the kids to learn how to laugh at themselves.
He thrilled the kids with a Walk the Plank trivia game on the dock yesterday, exchanged sarcasm with Ev whenever possible, strummed his guitar at the campfire last night and made a mouthwatering meal for us a few nights ago.
I enjoyed our morning blue sky chats about life, the universe, finding our passion, following our dreams - and making big $$$!
Brian celebrated his birthday yesterday and we are all very proud that he chose to commemorate it with us.
He is heading out tomorrow and we all hope that it isn't another 2 years til he is back.
PostScript
Around the campfire that evening, Brian taught Brandon and Liam how to play the guitar. It was very important that they wore the magic bandana during the lessons
The next day, Brian had us in stitches, recalling his favourite childhood cottage memory. It had something to do all the cousins bobbing in the water around the dock one evening, as Rob held them spellbound with a tale about Paul Poop.
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