My husband, AKA Arthur Fonzarelli...

My mother in law shared a story with me once, and it was a HUGE mistake that she did so. I went on to share it with pretty much everyone else I know that also knows my husband. He still gets mad if I bring it up. It's just the cutest story, though -- I can't help but spread the love.

Apparently when he was in first grade, his teacher called home because he had been exhibiting some strange behaviors at school, and the teacher wanted mom and dad to know. He had all but abandoned his real persona and had taken on the Fonz's -- he went as far as to write "The Fonz" on his papers instead of "Jed."

Now, I thought this little story was cute, and couldn't wait to share it. My husband doesn't see it that way -- for some reason he's very embarrassed by it, even though it happened almost 25 years ago.

Today, however, I had to bring it up one more time. I was watching an interview with Henry Winkler, "The Fonz" from "Happy Days," and he was talking about his children and how proud he is of them. He mentioned their names, and I had to do a double take on the TV (thank God for Tivo) because had called his oldest son "Jed."

That's right, the Fonz's son's name is Jed.

Coincidence? I think not.