Who knew feeding your kids whole milk could be a rebellious act?
So here’s a conundrum I didn’t anticipate. My son came home from school today and asked me what kind of milk we drink. Immediately anticipating an awkward situation of some sort, I replied cautiously, “Whole milk. Why?” I conveniently left out the “raw” part of the equation.
He grinned sheepishly, “Yeah, I thought so. My health teacher said that whole milk isn’t really that good for you.”
Ah yes. But of course. That is the conventional wisdom of the day. I wouldn’t expect anything else.
I carefully explained that I’ve read evidence that has convinced me otherwise, but most people are misinformed or simply disagree. I told him not to worry about it, and not to go in telling the teacher that he’s wrong or anything, although I have a sneaking suspicion it may be too late for that.
He nodded as if he understood, and then he went on, “But see. We’re supposed to keep notes about what we eat all day and then put a check or a check plus or a check minus beside each one.”
HUNH. Okay then. Not entirely sure where raw whole milk falls on the check/check-plus/check-minus scale, and entirely convinced that it is one of THE most nourishing things I can feed my son, but not wanting to be one of THOSE parents, and understanding that the teacher is simply teaching what he’s been taught, erroneous though it may be, I am left with a decision to make.
I can just tell my son to go along with it, but to rest assured that I am feeding him nutritious, healthy foods. Or I can print out a few articles that sum up my position and sent it in by way of explanation. Or I can actually call and discuss the situation, which I really don’t care to do. I understand that the text books are going to espouse the low-fat lifestyle that has become so PC over the past 30 years. I have no desire to take on the establishment over this. I’m just happy to know that they are trying to teach the kids to make good food choices. Of course I wish they’d worry less about whole milk and more about sugar and trans fats, but I can go with the flow. To a point.
Seeing how my son is almost 10, I decided to just ask him flat out. I told him that I don’t want to embarrass him, but I can either send in some information explaining our food choices for him to give the teacher, or he can just go along with it, assuming it won’t affect his grade or anything.
He said he’ll just play along. Which is fine by me. I’m glad he’s chill about it. Now my daughter, she’ll be terrified she’s going to get in trouble; she’s just wired that way. But I’ll wait and cross that bridge when I get to it. Fortunately all she has to worry about at this point is her math facts and her sight words.
Meanwhile, I think I’ll pick up a copy of Nourishing Traditions to give to the health teacher for Christmas. Perhaps I can make a convert out of him yet.