Today I was a good wife and took both babies and went ice fishing with Jim.  Sterling loves loves loves to go fishing.  He would sit there and watch his little ice fishing pole and ask, "I got a bite daddy?  I got a bite?".  Of course after the first three minutes with no fish then he was ready to run all around the frozen lake calling out, "Come eer Eden come eer!"  This left me to walk around after two toddlers paranoid that they were going to fall into someone else's abandoned fishing hole.

They had a good time though.  They both have sunburned little cheeks.
 Note to self, when going ice fishing it's important to put on sunscreen.