Allow me to introduce you to the reason it is essential that I ski on a daily basis from now until the snow is gone:
It never fails, the snow begins to fall and I begin to have intense cravings for hot chocolate. The chocolate wine I picked up on my recent Door County wine tour sure doesn't hurt. It's magically delicious straight from the bottle, not that I would ever drink wine from the bottle or anything.
And, of course, my baby is 3 weeks old now - I wouldn't want to deprive you of baby pictures.
I'm still loving Green Boy's head.
So far he doesn't appear to have a very strong personality, but I'm keeping my eye on him.
Clearly, he's a little drunk on the milk here. :)
I'm told that Red is just like his Daddy. Similar head, has some biscuit coloring.
(Biscuit is the slightly tan-ish color Samoyeds can have, they're not always all white)
Apparently, Mr Orange is seriously mellow.
I'm keeping a close eye on him, he might be a good choice for me.
And now, if you'll excuse me, I have some hot chocolate calling my name.