Hubby says the nicest thing

Hubby got home last night from 4 days on road. All week he has been listening to me worry every little thing to death. I am not the least bit squeamish sharing every tiny detail with him. And then repeating it all again just because I feel like saying it. He has been patiently listening. Mumbling yes and no at all the appropriate spots. He is positive. He is hopeful. But he is not overtly consumed as I am.

Last night after dinner (that included me going over everything, again), he was working on cleaning up the kitchen, I showed up topless and asked him if he thought my breast looked bigger? He didn't get that leery sexy look that would be normal if I showed up in the kitchen without shirt or bra. ;-) Instead he put the dish towel down and did a very contemplative inspection. Finally he got this very big grin on his face and pronounced "You know, I do think your breast are bigger." He said it in a way that sounded like something was being firmed up in his mind. His comment and tone has given me more hope than 10,000 Google searches.