This is a picture that I live for every year when we hit the cottage. My brother goes a little off... or just finally learns how to relax and have some fun. That is the brother I remember growing up with. Not always so much fun for me but most of the time I can say were good times. The fact that I now have a son who is soooo much like him doesn't seem quite fair. However, I loved him then, I love him now and I love how my son is growing up as well.
It appears, though, that it is no longer only my issue to live with since he is now married with a wife and 2 children to interrogate. And yes he just shooved her in the lake before jumping in right after her.
I love my family!
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