Recently, I purchased a butterfly-shaped sandwich cutter to creatively cut the crust off of my youngest son’s sandwiches. I was excited to use it for the first time today and happily told him that I was making him a butterfly sandwich. As I placed Finnian’s sandwich in front of him, he started to cry. I asked him, “What’s wrong?” He replied, “This isn’t a butterfly sandwich.” I said, “Yes, it is. See here are the wings.” He responded, “No, it’s not. It don’t fly.”