The grocery store was out of the exact brand of granola bars my son will actually eat.

The grocery store was out of the exact brand of granola bars my son will actually eat.

So I bought three boxes of the wrong kind and called it exposure therapy.

Punchline

He took one look at the box and asked if we could stop for fast food on the way home.

Turns out "exposure" only works when they're exposed to something other than my wishful thinking.