While running last week, a moment of clarity came over me.
This is probably a "thing" like so many things that we have encountered with Asher that I beat my head against the wall about, spend months grinding my teeth over and then as soon as HE decides he wants to go along with my plans-everything goes smoothly.
So, I bought the Iron Kids white wheat bread. And I bought the bread that I like.
He ate the whole sandwich in about two minutes flat. With the crusts.
I'm going to take a nap and learn a lesson about grace.