One more anecdote about the wisdom teeth, and then I’ll be done. Probably.
You know those holes left behind for what feels like a decade? Well, food gets stuck in them. And I get tired of going to the bathroom and rinsing them out with water. So I just swish whatever beverage I have on hand. Sometimes that means cold Mt. Dew, which doesn’t feel good. Other times it means lukewarm coffee.
Wisdom imparted by the next generation…
Dad: Lane, do you like girls?
Lane: No, but I just can’t stop looking at them.
Lane (after seeing my apartment): I’m going to live in an apartment after China!
Emma (after seeing my apartment): Is this China?