Me to DH: Babe, when I plug my Mac charger into the power strip downstairs, it throws a spark.
DH to Me: What do you mean?
Me: You know, a blue spark comes out by the metal part of the plug. Should it do that?
DH: Well yes darling, that's what Mr. Electricity does...
Me: Leave me alone. I sleep three hours a night.
Side note: I hope the resemblance doesn't end with the argyle and that Piglet inherits his dad's matter-of-fact, smart-ass sense of humor. :)