For as long as I can remember Mr. Owen has refused to eat a sandwich. When I did happen to make him one, he would consume the insides [usually ham and cheese] and leave the bread. On Valentine's Day I whipped up a bunch of little heart sandwich's for the children. Easton and Abby got the sweet surprises in their lunchboxes and Owen and I enjoyed ours together. Guess what? He actually ate it. Bread and all. Everyday since then his lunch request is "a heart sandwich, please. Make sure it's cut into a heart"
And that's one demand I'm more than happy to accommodate.