So Enoch had some x-rays done by the orthodontist and we found out that he had all four wisdom teeth - unlike his siblings who had either 2,3 or Sam with only one. Poor kid. To top it off, they were inside in such a way that it would be very painful for him when they started to grow roots. Thus, we decided that we needed to get them out this summer.
He was pretty nervous about the whole thing. Luckily, his Aunt Lynae was able to be there during the whole surgery.
Afterwards, he was pretty talkative, but then got sick in the car on the way home.
His cheeks got pretty puffy, which we deemed normal of course, but then the pain got to be so bad that he couldn't sleep. Turns out he ended up with an infection and then had to be on antibiotics for awhile. Though the whole experience wasn't great I kept telling him that he would be so happy that he got them out now instead of in a few years when all his friends will get them out.