So my brother-in-law (Brandon, father of 3 children, ages 4, 2, and 4 months) sends me an email yesterday talking about the joys and trials of being a dad – they had had one of those days where very little went right. He basically said that “life gives you everything, it is how you deal with it that matters. The harder you fight it the harder it fights back… So Just pass it on and laugh about the hard times and go on.”

I was thinking about some things last night… about Will’s weight scare last weekend and the types of scares that will face us in the future… about how I had just bought an old school shaving brush, shaving soap, and double-edge safety razor and more or less (mostly more) slaughtered my face… worrying a bit about Jess and whether she is getting enough rest… wondering why in tarnations (where is tarnations, anyway?) Desperate Housewives hasn’t been on in a few weeks…

And then I was thinking how right Brandon is… that most things aren’t as bad as they seem if you can just take a deep breath, laugh a little, and then let it go.

[INSERT DEEP BREATH HERE] [INSERT LITTLE LAUGH HERE] [INSERT POIGNANT HEAD TURN HERE] [INSERT CAMERA FADE AS IT IS LET GO]

Will stopped by the doctor (he took Jess along to drive) this morning for a quick weigh-in and he’s put on 12 ounces since Monday – now up to 7lbs 14.5oz; though laughing a little did open a few clotted cuts, my shave was quite close and nice; and Desperate Housewives returns on March 20.

[INSERT GRANDFATHERLY-LIKE FIGURE NODDING HIS HEAD AND SMILING HERE]

So I guess the moral of the story is not to get too bogged down in the little stuff and enjoy it while you can. Because I mean really, March 20 isn’t that far away…