Today at RSPB was the last of the summer events and I decided to keep The youngest out of his backpack carrier for a change, let him get wild and messy. Today was river dipping day. It started with some raft building for the swans and my husband and I took it in turns to chase after the youngest between helping the older 2 with their rafts. The oldest had a great time building the raft, really enjoyed it but I don't even think the middle child noticed I was building a raft for her.
After lunch we headed over to the river to launch our rafts. It wasn't a long walk to the river but as we had never been before and weren't sure how long it would take and with the youngest trying to wriggle his way out of his daddys arms it seemed like a long walk. the middle child went straight for the river with a net ready to start river dipping while the oldest was quite eager to launch his raft.
As soon as the middle child set down the net to launch her raft the youngest grabbed the net eager to have a go at river dipping. Since we never bought my husband any waterproofs it was me that was left running into the water to catch our youngest. He just couldn't resist the water he was in it more than he was out. I put a bit too much faith in my waterproofs though. I stepped in too deep and felt water seeping into my waterproof walking boots and quickly scurried back out of the water.
When we arrived back at the car I took off our middle childs wellies and puddle suit to discover wet clothes up to her bottom and As I poured the water from her wellies I thought to myself today would have been a better day for shorts t-shirts and crocs! On the contrary, I was greatful that our youngest had his puddle suit because he quite enjoyed sitting in the mud and while his socks and the bottom of his trousers were a little soggy his bum was clean and dry. All in all I think the puddle suits did pretty good keeping us dry but next time we will stick to puddles with them!
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