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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 4M ago

Matthew 7:10

The boys are trying to participate in the children's bible study at church.  Sometimes I wonder how much they are retaining and actually learning from our little study sessions.  Question answered today, when Kashton said to me, quite out of the blue, "Mummy, if I ask Daddy for a fish, he won't give
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 11M ago

Introducing Zephan

Zephan Atlas BrownJune 19th, 2011 @ 8pm8lbs,1oz and 20.5 inchesZephan finally made his arrival on Father's Day.  He looks like his dad and both of his brothers.  We adore him, and surprisingly enough, so do all of his siblings.  I was prepared for some resistance or hesitation about having a new bab
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 12M ago

A Mother of Convenience

I am a mother because it is easy.  Truly. The hardest job on earth, is the easiest it has ever been. If I lived in any other time, or in any other place, I'm not sure what kind of a mother I would be, because I sure complain now. I mean we all do right? About how tired we are, how the kids are drivi
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 1Y ago

Thirteen

Christmas day, 2010.My little girl is 13 today.A bonafide teenager.  (Even though she has looked and acted the part for much longer.)I could use this post to tell you how amazing she is, but I think you all know how I feel about that kid.So instead, I have been thinking about what I wish for Thyra,
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 1Y ago

Off the list.

One of the few goals I want to accomplish is to have both boys fully potty-trained before the baby comes.  With Malachi not potty-trained until he was three, I didn't know if this was realistic, but luckily in our home we have a severe case of "Monkey See, Monkey Do" going on, and Kashton has nicely
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 1Y ago

In the dark

My little son stirred in his sleep tonight. I heard him let out a few little cries, and went in to see if he was waking. He had gone to bed with flushed cheeks... from fever or teeth or perhaps just chapped from winter's harsh wind. Like so many mothers before me, and so many to come, I laid my ha
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 1Y ago

Boys are gross

Upon smelling something kinda foul:Me: Who's poopy?  Kashton did you poop?Kashton:  I'm not poopy!Malachi:  He's not poopy mom, I just tooted.and then after a little pause and with a big smile on his faceMalachi: smells like stink!Pleeeeeeeeeeease let the next one be a girl... and a really dainty gi
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The Brown Mama Chronicles · 1Y ago

A long and rambling blog post about nothing and everything.

My dad, Terrence Mathews, circa 1970, mugging for the camera. My Father died on December 3rd, 1985, when I was nine years old. To most, losing a parent in childhood is a certain tragedy, but now almost twenty-five years later, this event has become something far less emotional.  It is a fact of my
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