What could I say? Well, I pretty much said nothing. But I don’t know what to say in these types of situations!

Here’s what I’m talking about:

Ben and I were reading a bedtime story, and it showed a picture of someone eating a fish. He looked at the photo and was completely mortified. Putting his hand to his mouth, he shook his head and told me he couldn’t believe it!

Ben:“Eww! (while making gagging sounds).

I, not yet clueing into what the problem was looked at him confused.

Me: “What’s the matter?”

Ben: “What is she eating?”

Me: “Fish.”

Ben: “Fish?! But that’s nature!”

Me: “Yes, it is nature. And we eat it.”

Ben: “No way. Humans shouldn’t eat fish.”

Ben’s favourite thing to eat for lunch is hilariously a tuna sandwich. So, when do I tell him that tuna is, in fact, a fish?

I almost explained it to him but stopped myself. Ben is a picky eater, and so when he likes something, I’m relieved. Tuna fish sandwiches are also a simple alternative to the usual list of plain bread, pizza, and lunchmeat! I’d hate for an easy-to-prepare meal to go on the banned list! When I was a kid, I learned what hotdogs were made out of I went on a hotdog strike for about two years (I’m not kidding). I wonder how Ben will react when he learns what his favourite foods are made of?

I think I’ll hold off on having “the chat” about where meat comes from with Ben. At least for now!