Matt: Hey, can I borrow a knife?
Me: Yeah, just be careful. I keep it sharp.
Matt: I know how to use a knife.
Aaaaand a trip to the ER and a round of stitches later, Matt is feeling quite put out.
(He's fine. Just a few stitches. He did almost faint when he saw his bone. And he was grumpy when I didn't freak out and just sighed and put him in a car.)
















