I'm still playing catch up as I got in on this idea a little late, but for now, the letter F:
Now, normally, I HATE feet, but there is something so yummy about little bitty baby feet. I could just eat them up!! Now that my Little Man is 13 months old, he doesn't have too many more months to have to worry about Mommy eating his feet. Once he's walking a little more and gets sweaty, stinky feet, I'll gladly leave them alone.