So George starts in on him about "ick! Tuna" and I practically yank his vocal cords out... well, figuratively... and forestall that initiative.
I tell him straight up... I will take away computer time if he says word one to Edward on the subject of Tuna!
Tonight... at bedtime snack time... after having three big strawberries... and while I'm asking him what he want's in his lunch...
Along comes the tuna topic. Geo remains quiet.
Edward wants the can in his lunch... with the can opener (87 cents doesn't get you a pull top).
"no... but lets open it and put it in a little tupperware container for lunch ... ok"
"Sure... can I ... um.... can I have a bite?"
And I start cranking open the can...
I'm sure... one look at the contents and one whiff of the tuna-smell... and it's all over.
I'm just say'en... impossible to find things he likes...
and he sits there and eats a third of the can of tuna... and want's the rest in his lunch. :)
No sammich... Just the tuna and a fork.