Boy Did I Blow It

My Daddy and Uncle Keith took me to buy my first pocket knife. Dad didn't go over the rules too great and guess what...Mommy came into my room a little after I cut the snot out of my finger. I had bled all over my comforter and knew I was in a little bit of trouble. My Daddy stopped what he was doing and made me watch the boy scout knife safety video. Funny thing is Daddy says he misplaced my knife and I haven't seen it since then...hummmmmmm???