Man of the Year

Okay, my husband is officially the best husband in the world. Why you ask? Listen to this:

I hadn't seen my cell phone for several days. This is a fairly common occurance and we weren't too concerned. We thought it was in the car or at the bottom of the diaper bag or somewhere. Yesterday I had to get something out of the car. As I turned to shut the door I noticed something metallic in the ice next to the tire. I proceeded to chip half of my cell phone out of the ice. My crushed, mangled, barely recognizable cell phone. Oh boy. It must have fallen out of the car and been run over by the backhoe when we had our driveway plowed. Here is where I should say this was not the cheapo "free" phone that comes with your contract. This was a fairly expensive, flip phone with a camera(I don't know why he ever bought it for me) that I have had less than a year. I walked into the house, held out my hand and closed my eyes. My husband took what was left of my phone out of my hand,  looked it over, handed it back to me and shrugged.

"Oh well," he said.

Now I ask you, is he the best husband in the world ? That's what I thought.

P.S. I found another piece in the ice out by the gate. 150 feet from where I found the first one. Maybe I'll find the rest come spring.