Parental over-functioning is a sneaky bastard

You never think *you're* the helicopter parent until you look up and see the propeller spinning over your head.

Here’s something I’ve learned about helicopter parenting¹: it’s only obvious when someone else does it.

I don’t think I’m a helicopter parent? While my kids were away at college, I didn’t intervene with their professors and bosses, or request daily text updates or swoop in to solve their every problem. I paid for dorm stuff but it was modest in volume and…