DInner with family is over and we drove home in the dark . . . . rehashing the visit. Great food, good company, a good time. Kids came home with out grown soccer balls and untility knives and bow w/ a handfull of arrows. Gammy is voicing caution about the knives-- I'm not paying attention. Because I know my oldest earned his wittling chip and knows the rules of safety. I don't need to be a helicopter mom . . . . guess grammy ( MIL) thinks otherwise.
