Me: Can we get these groceries upstairs ourselves or should I get a cart?
Husband: No, I can get them..
(He takes 4 bags, I take two)
Me: Wait a minute, give me that bag - it has the eggs in it.
Husband: I can get it - I don't want you to carry too much.
Me: These are light, I can do it.
Husband: But you are a delicate little flower, I don't want you to burden yourself
Me: Me, a delicate flower? Huh! - more like crab grass...
