If my husband reads this he will be rolling on the floor laughing. One of the groups these days are helicopter parents. These are parents who hover over their children long after said children should be out on their own.
I have accused Ray of being one, and now I guess I am a helicopter grammy. Wyatt and his parents are on vacation this week. It is all I can do not to call them and check on how they are. I miss seeing Wyatt and they have only been gone four days. This is so pitiful it is funny. My only salvation is that Ray will cave before I do and phone them. Then I get to talk as well. Bwa Ha Ha!
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