Friday, April 10, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
My Little Angel
She just turned 5 months old today. We were so excited to take a picture of our little angel. Good for us, she was in the mood.
She loves to pose like her mom. She'll surprise you with a new pose when she's in the mood.
She's always my subject. I just can't let each day pass. She's amazingly, and prettily cute.
We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.
Stacia Tauscher
Stacia Tauscher
Friday, January 16, 2009
Boxing Day
Manny "The Pacman" Pacquiao Day
You will always see these kind of scene if and when Pacquiao is on the ring. " Titigil ang Mundo"
A Helping Hand
While I was resting after an afternoon of playing good tennis, I saw this kid helping this unknown disabled guy push his wheelchair. It caught my attention and lucky enough I brought along with me my camera.
An Old Pair
It's old, it's dirty and filthy. It's something you'd never try to wear. But for some, it gives comfort to an ailing foot walking under the extreme heat of the sun.
My Tennis Life
As soon as I step on the court I just try to play tennis and don't find excuses. You know, I just lost because I lost, not because my arm was sore.
Goran Ivanisevic
Tennis is the first sport I ever learned and played in my life without anyone's help. It all started when I was about 4 years old. Every weekend my mom and dad (but most of the time it's my mom) takes me to their favorite Tannis Club. I was one of the ball kids way back then. It came to a point that I got tired of just being a ball kid and wanted to try playing the sport. No one would let me try not even my parents. Their reason? I was too thin to carry the weight of that old aluminum or even the wood framed racquets. I could not wait to be big enough to be allowed by my parents or other people to let me try the sport.
When I turned 5 years old, I saw this small racquet with a tennis ball beside it that my grandfather use to have. I took it and knowing my parents are gone for the weekend, I tried hiting the ball against the wall. I never knew then that what I was doing was one of the best thing to learn how to play the sport of tennis. No coaches or instructors that will nag you if you commit mistakes, no court fees to pay, and most of all no one would see me that I might be ashamed of. It was only when my parents tried to find my grandfather's small old tennis racquet that they knew I was learning to how play tennis on my own. So, when I turned 7 they started to show support in the sport I never or should I say WE NEVER thought I'd be hooked into for the rest of my life.
Thanks to my wife for taking this shot
Thursday, January 15, 2009
New Year Gathering
My wife love this.
Pizarras-Ybas Family
Pernia-Pizarras Family
Pizarras-Baton Family
Romulo-Pizarras Family
Salise-Pizarras Clan (Bohol)“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.”Edith Lovejoy Pierce
Christmas Time
This is our first ever Christmas as a FAMILY. Me and my wife were so excited for this day to come. This is also my daughter's first trip outside of our province, Her first holiday with her grandfather, and her first picture in a Christmas tree. 
Whatever else be lost among the years, Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing: Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears, Let us hold close one day, remembering Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men. Let us get back our childlike faith again. -
Grace Noll Crowell
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