The first time I heard the phrase "helicopter parent" was in June at our UT "orientation."
I fit the bill. We both do. We hovered over both kids and especially Charlie.
Here's John, loading the car when we took Chaz to UT.

Good think we had a big vehicle because it was jam-packed FULL.
On the way home, I stopped crying before we got to Nashville...



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