How did it happen that so many of our children are going to school, and studying math, and science, and history, and design, and deciding that the best way to get on in the world is to let boys use their bodies?
Intellectually I know that she is expressing herself in a safe and personal way. Like the crazy purple straight legs jeans I used to wear, or the thrift shop clothing my parents never even reacted to. But the truth is, I still wish I hadn't let her dye her hair.
At a middle school I recently visited, I learned that cool girls skip lunch. Girls complained to me about being famished by dinner time, overeating, and not understanding why. They were fearful of eating in front of their peers.