Just a minute ago I was getting ready to make myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I let Asa out of his high chair in the process of making the sandwich. When I put him down, he started crying. I asked if he wanted a PB & J and he looked over at the table. So I made him his own little half sandwich, cut it up and let him eat it at the table like a big kid. I guess he's getting his appetite back.
