Robbie cut his thumb almost off and there was blood everywhere in the kitchen. When we got to the hospital they asked him what happened and he told them that I had tried to stab him and he grabbed the knife. They kept looking at me and asking him ifhe felt safe at home. All we could do was laugh. Anyone that knows us, knows that he was much bigger then me. About an hour later, our daughter comes into the room and with the doctor there, says; “so who tried to kill who?” We both busted out laughing and the doctor just asked again if he felt safe going home? Even years later we would laugh about it.