This morning we went to Brock Bottoms, as the weather was finally reminiscent of summer (although I still maintain it reminded me more of autumn than summer). Eden spent a good long while running up and down the hill by the carpark until we could finally convince him to walk further down the path.
And then he discovered the river, and the joy of throwing stones into the river. He slowly got further and further in, and by the time we left he required a full change of clothes! But he loved it. The whole way back to the car 'River! More! Again! River!' and so we promised we'd return soon. Possibly with wellies next time, although his crocs did just fine.