Why are they called “wisdom teeth” anyway?? In seeking a definition for the word “wisdom”, somehow “a 16-year-old” doesn’t seem like a good synonym. I digress.

Poor Sierra had her 4 wisdom teeth taken out today. She initially handled it with grace and was being quite brave. That all fell apart when we got home. Poor kid.

I recollect having my wisdom teeth out when I was 16…it didn’t go down in history as one of my favorite experiences ever either.

It is going to be a really, really long night I’m afraid.

Poor Sierra. I wish I could take her pain away. I wish she knew how much her Mom really does love her…how much I always will.

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