Why are they called Wisdom Teeth?

February...whenever I think of February I think of pink and red. Amazing how a month can get a total stereotype. Although I suppose December lives with red and green and November with orange and brown and July with red and blue. I love holidays! Although in our lives, one February day received the red and green crown as we got to have Christmas in February. Our Goddaughters who we talk and blog about often had some Christmas presents awaiting them which they were supposed to get before Christmas, but due to a terrible outbreak of hospitalizing stomach viruses in the Mader household, they got postponed. Then other plans fell through and we weren't all able to be together until February 4th...so being the great momma that Brittany is, she pulled out the mini Christmas tree and the Christmas jammies and baked cinnamon rolls and found the Santa Claus hats and we had ourselves a very merry Christmas morning :)

We got the girls a super cute growth chart for their room as well as box of 100 cookie cutters. The girls are learning their alphabet and numbers and animal noises and such so we figured they'd start out being played with on the living room floor (and scattered all over momma's house) and then someday turn into a fun activity with play-doh and then cookie baking. Who doesn't need cookie cutters! :)

Such a cute pic of my favorite girls

Derrick & sweet Karis

Daddy Ian couldn't believe the Hippopotamus made another appearance before the next December. :-D "Again" "Again" is the girl's favorite words in reference to this singing hippo haha

The girls kept referring to their new growth chart as "book!" "book!" That's one almighty big book :)

cooke cutters to spread out all over the house!

We had a fun time with the Mader crew and then got home in time for the Super Bowl.

Then I had a wisdom tooth extraction consultation on Monday. I've been putting this off for a very long time but really needed to go as my 4 wisdom teeth all came in more or less greyed out and dead. One of them chipped off a quadrant of tooth while eating lunch and I knew I needed to take care of them. Well lo and behold, the doc had an opening for extraction on Thursday so I decided to go for it. I have never been sedated so I was a little bit nervous just because you never know once you go down if you'll come back up, but I tell you what...if that was a way to die, it'd be the way to go. I remember her giving a shot into the IV thingy and her telling me it was to make my mouth and tongue really dry so they didn't have to deal with spit (jiminy Christmas did that stuff work! when I woke up, my mouth was the Sahara desert!). Then she gave me another telling me it would keep me from getting nauseous. Then she gave me another telling me it would make me sleepy and my vision would get a little blurry. I told her I'd never been sedated so what should I expect and she said it would just hit me. Well I remember watching the heartbeat monitor and it getting a little bit blurry, and then I don't remember ANYTHING else. They woke me up at some point and I assumed it was to tell me the doctor was coming in...no, no. It was to tell me I was ready to go home. What?! Whoa!! That is so weird to me that I fell asleep and the doctor came in and cut out my teeth and messed around in my mouth for a while and stuffed gauze into my mouth, etc and I had NO idea. I then stumbled down the hallway where my sweet mom was there to take me home. I remember opening an eye twice on the way home but totally slept the rest of the way. Then I remember Derrick being on our doorstep to greet me which made me very happy as I didn't know he'd be home nor did I know what time it was. I then stumbled into bed and slept the afternoon away.

Derrick came and checked on me often and the first snack I got was vanilla pudding. I was thinking this whole wisdom tooth thing would be a good calorie intake inhibitor but I think I was wrong. Your body is still hungry, but you can't eat normal things. So instead you eat ice cream, pudding, macaroni and cheese, juice, etc lol....which probably all has way more calories than normal food! Plus, when you have a sweet aunt like I do who brought me Blue Bell homemade vanilla ice cream, how can you help but eat it!!

Anyway, its now Friday afternoon and I'm home laying low. I had some vacation days I had to burn before Feburary 22nd or else I'd lose them...what a great way to burn vacation hours! :) So, we'll see if we make it out anywhere this weekend....I have a feeling I'll be totally bored by the end of the weekend :) Totally not used to 4 days at home in a row.

But since I have 4 days at home in a row, you get to read about boring ol wisdom teeth extractions :)....why are they called wisdom teeth anyway? Glad you asked! According to deardoctor.com:


Third molars have been referred to as “teeth of wisdom” since the Seventeenth Century and simply “wisdom teeth” since the Nineteenth Century. The third molars generally appear much later than other teeth, usually between the ages of 17 and 25 when a person reaches adulthood. It is generally thought among linguists that they are called wisdom teeth because they appear so late, at an age when a person matures into adulthood and is “wiser” than when other teeth have erupted.

Lately, science has added some credence to the idea that the third molar does indeed erupt when a person is “wiser”. Recent research has shown the brain continues to grow and develop right on through adolescence: in fact, most researchers believe the brain does not reach full maturity until the age of 25. Perhaps, then, our ancestors weren't so far off the mark — that the eruption of “wisdom teeth” is a sign that the carefree days of childhood have given way to the responsibilities of adulthood.

You learn something new every day!