The McMahon Family

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If you come to our house these days, you’ll see us sitting out front, watching the boys with their remote control trucks.  Daddy has bought a couple of new toys over the summer and the boys are thrilled.  Mac’s first RC truck has been passed down to Patrick and Mac has earned the right to play with the big trucks with Daddy.  He’s really good!

We’ve taken a million pics and video of the boys with the trucks.  Shannon put together some cool videos to see them in action.  You can see plenty of driving and jumping.  You can see how good Mac is at it and Patrick is still learning.  Enjoy! I know we are. 🙂

I’m pretty sure I didn’t color this well till at least high school. 🙂  Way to go Patrick!

I shouldn’t have bragged.

So, I have been stressing the last couple of days.  Back and forth in my mind.  Last night, I couldn’t fall asleep.  The issue just keeps coming up in my mind.  So I decide it’s time to tell Shannon.  I open with, “So, I need to talk to you about something.  I’ve been really stressed about it the last couple of days and I just don’t know what to do.”  My sweet husband’s response?

“What? You?  Stressed about something?  That’s a shocker!” with extreme sarcasm.  Thanks honey…

So, I proceed anyway, knowing he’s just teasing me.  A co-worker and friend of mine has a son who had a sinus infection that just wouldn’t go away.  For months.  Turns out, what the doctors thought was just infection, was actually a cancerous tumor and he’s been undergoing chemo and pretty much hell for the past year.   Several other friends have faced cancer with loved ones.  It seems that it surrounds me lately.  As horrible as this is, this isn’t what’s been keeping me up and stressing me.  Mac has had a stuffed up nose since May. Now, he has pretty bad allergies, and the doctor has referred him to an allergist.  But meds just don’t phase it.  Nothing gives the poor kid relief.  I mean, no relief all summer.  No breathing out his nose.  Some days he gets so frustrated he cries. And he doesn’t get in to see the allergist until October.  So we’ve been saying, it’s all normal and just allergies.

But what if it’s not?  What if it’s more?  Now, I know the right answers. Give it to God. He’s in control.  There’s no use worrying about it.  But that’s not me.  I worry.   It’s very hard for me to let it go, even after praying about it.  I gave it to God last night.  He did help me sleep, but it keeps coming back.  That nagging fear.  So, I share it all with Shannon.  He’s my anchor.  He’s my sense of reason when I’ve worried myself into craziness.  His response?  He didn’t roll his eyes at me.  He didn’t ridicule me and say I’m crazy (like he does lovingly, sometimes 🙂 ).  He said, “I understand. However, have you thought about…”and he proceeded to calm my fears.  He talked me through it and let me talk.

That’s why I love him. 🙂  Between him and God, I might just make it through this life without a nervous breakdown.