Over the years my daughter has grown. Her little wisps of hair turning into flowing locks. Knees and cheekbones emerging out of the pudgy baby fat. Her long torso and limber legs shooting her up into girlhood.
How dare I viciously point out all my kid’s flaws and mistakes and disappointments at the beginning of his day?
Jenni Chui is raising a new generation of boys that she hopes will have the power to change the rape culture.