I mean, really, is there anything more delicious than chubby baby thighs? Eeeeeeek! I could eat wittle baby thighs for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And when I say this, Jude gets all concerned: "Really, Mommy? Really? You're going to eat Jasie & Jorie for breakfast?" No, son, not really. But I sure wish I could freeze them in time because they're growing up way too fast.