The knife thing reminds me of when my husband and I went to register for gifts. He picked everything out! Even our fine china pattern. Anything I liked he explained how it wasn't a good idea. So here I am 18 years later with this ugly fine china that sits in a display cabinet, never used. I remember telling a male coworker how my husband picked out our china and he looked at me incredulously and laughed so hard like I was some idiot. It's all about control with him. It was then and it still is, 18 years later. Register for the knives. You may not even get them.