Warning, a Parent Portal is Really a Portal to Hell!

To some degree, I guess I’ve always been a helicopter parent. However, when my daughter entered 7th grade, I made a conscious decision to step back and let her spread her wings. I promised to no longer micromanage her education, but rather, I would simply remain Bette-Midler-esque as “the wind beneath her wings.”

It was a good plan, but I was set up for failure by the school. They enabled me and my obsessive personality by placing the “drug” right into my eager smothering hands. They gave me...