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alex's life book

  • In early 2006, I began creating a life book for my daughter, Alex. Click here for links to articles describing my experience.
  • And for those of you who are more digitally inclined, in late 2006, I recreated key pages of Alex's lifebook for an article I wrote for AlphaMom, using Scrapblog.

    You can see the final digital result (and leave comments, if you'd like!) here.

what's been on my nikon lately

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First of all, r/t your original post last October about the costumes: I totally agree that kids cause weight gain no matter how they arrive. I've gained some with EVERY kid. grr...

Also, r/t the 'dance gene'-- my Ethiopian 3 yr old HAS it-- totally. She came home from Ethiopia at the age of 20 months doing the little bum-shimmy when dance music came on. Still does. It is so cute. We were dancing together today and I was hoping my 'moves' did not rub off on her cuz hers were way better..



Great post about the lingual twists...I love hearing about it! That happens in Japan as well...people take foreign words, put Japanese pronounciation to them and completely change the meaning so I have no idea what's going on. :) Maybe it's a consipiracy.

Enjoy your winin'! :)


oooooooooookay! so THATS why my 14 month old child, who has never seen a music video in her life, can imitate me PERFECTLY (who am i kidding? she can do it way better) when i am grooving to "lights, camera, action!" (yeah, stripper song, but hey, i call it exercise! dare to challenge me!)

the paternal blood is from grenada. and oh, yes, she WINES!!! the question is, is she supposed to be doing it during diaper changes, too? I'M just sayin!!!!!!


Not that I want to nag or anything, but I do think we need to see you in that fancy feathered get-up! I am currently in disbelief that most normal people could get away with wearing it, but I have a sneaking suspicion that you've managed to pull it off.


Karen you sure know how to make a gyal jealous! I haven't played mas since '98 and I am longing to go back one year.

Francine.... who wines alone in cold France cause her dh don't have the moves. lol

Heather B.

Everytime I come here, I'm just a little closer to purchasing a one way ticket to Trinidad. Ok, maybe round trip because I do enjoy the snow. But still, so tempting.


Awwww, COME ON, we deserve a photo of teh outfit.

This reminds me of the time a friend and I tried to teach our very white friend how to dance salsa and her hips just didn't work that way. We kept saying that it must be the latin blood. Ha!


Well how about Marcus...first does he have any idea how to wine? And also....any chance he'd let the whole world (well the blogworld see him in his Carnaval get up?)


Please put me on the list of People who would Love to see a Chookooloonks Family Feathered portrait. Pleeeease! We won't laugh AT you, we promise! Also - winein' definitely has to do with Latin blood. Read: Me: Not a "good dancer", but can definitely shake the booty in eleventy-four directions. Hula or belly-dancing is good (slow) practice, and you get in great abdominal shape from them while having fun! Go Karen! Go Marcus! Go Alex! Wine! Wine! Wooooo!


Oh how I wish I'd discovered your blog while we were living in the Caribbean... Found you via the Indigo Leaf magazine link featured at two of my regular reads. (They're both in your sidebar.) Congrats on the magazine--look forward to reading!

I'm familiar with limin'...but didn't know "wine"...at least not the word...do know the motion though...and it's well beyond the grasp of MY hips...and I'm not a bad dancer for a white girl. ;)


Thanks for the explanation of Winin'. Always wondered what it meant!
I'm a very "english" blonde blue eyed bloke who, as a trumpet player, spent some time playing in a Soca band based in London, UK. several years ago.
We backed a few visiting Soca singers from time to time - Iwer George being one I remember, but the one that's always bemused me is the song Dollar Wine by Byron Lee. "Nevva mind de small chenge, give me big dallah wine" etc. etc. Never quite understood it, despite members of the audience coming up on stage and "winin" (as I now realise it was) - needless to say I never mastered the art of this anatomically impossible looking move, but some of the demonstrations we watched from the safety of the horn section were mind boggling. Great fun, great memories. "Put up yer bat like Lara.." LOL

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