Wading on the bonnie, bonnie banks...

So there was a bit less sun than we would have liked, and there was a bit more rain and mist than we would have liked.
However, there was just the right amount of soup and sandwiches and just the right amount of cuddles when youngest fell in the water, bashed his knee and soaked his coat.
Despite the expression on eldest's face I know they'd both go out wading in the icy loch again tomorrow given the chance. Reckon me and hubby should each get a pair of waders and join them :-)