[photos] infant photography 101 :: ka kyut. lami kaaju kusnitun!!!

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Scott

January 15, 2008, 03:58:16 PM
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photography: RV Escatron






model: Van Joot, (2 months old) with the special participation of my hand. YAY! :)
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

orChids

#1
January 15, 2008, 04:00:44 PM
Ka cutie.Dalha na sa EB unya Scott. ;D

Scott

#2
January 15, 2008, 04:06:32 PM

Ka cutie.Dalha na sa EB unya Scott. ;D

mananghid sa ko.
hala! alas tres may cut-off sa LBC. di na ni madawat today. ugma pa ni moabut bataa. hhehehe
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Kyle828

#3
January 15, 2008, 04:06:48 PM
Wow very cute baby he looks like my cousin JP ( John Patrick) Who is he? Nice picture.
Success is a ladder you cannot climb with your hands in your pockets.

Scott

#4
January 15, 2008, 04:09:24 PM

Wow very cute baby he looks like my cousin JP ( John Patrick) Who is he? Nice picture.

Hello Kyle~
It's JP :)

He's your cousin :)
Please extend my kind regards to your Mom

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Scarb

#5
January 15, 2008, 04:13:30 PM
agoy kahimos uhum !
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Romans 10:9
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Scott

#6
January 15, 2008, 04:15:24 PM

agoy kahimos uhum !

Wa pa gani na magpa ikag sa dimples on both sides of his cheek. hehehhehe.
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Bambi

#7
January 15, 2008, 04:18:03 PM

photoblog

photography: RV Escatron






model: Van Joot, (2 months old) with the special participation of my hand. YAY! :)


Hoy Scott, ang kilay morag moliwat nimo pohon. Very cute
Best regards
Bambi

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Kyle828

#8
January 15, 2008, 04:19:56 PM
Really it is baby JP? I have to wake up my mom right now. Shes been sleeping since we got back from Philippines lastnight.
Baby JP was in our house when we left yesterday. I miss him a lot do you know i picked his name?
Success is a ladder you cannot climb with your hands in your pockets.

Scott

#9
January 15, 2008, 04:20:47 PM

Hoy Scott, ang kilay morag moliwat nimo pohon. Very cute

hahhahah. kaw djud.
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Scott

#10
January 15, 2008, 04:23:03 PM

Really it is baby JP? I have to wake up my mom right now. Shes been sleeping since we got back from Philippines lastnight.
Baby JP was in our house when we left yesterday. I miss him a lot do you know i picked his name?

Oh, I see. That's cool!
I miss the kiddo already.

I hope the trip way back home was fun~

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Kyle828

#11
January 15, 2008, 04:32:30 PM
I had a lot of fun visiting my cousins but towards the end there was a sad story. My grandpa's sister's husband died after visiting with us he got hit with a speeding motorcycle with no headlight. He died on the way to the hospital sad ha.
Success is a ladder you cannot climb with your hands in your pockets.

Scott

#12
January 15, 2008, 04:39:11 PM

I had a lot of fun visiting my cousins but towards the end there was a sad story. My grandpa's sister's husband died after visiting with us he got hit with a speeding motorcycle with no headlight. He died on the way to the hospital sad ha.

Oh, I see. He's one angel already who will look after you..
God bless his soul..
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Scott

#13
January 15, 2008, 04:55:30 PM
fresh hot-off-the-hospital-grill

photos taken using the cellphone :: credits:Giselle

rOckin' the house as early as 4AM *winks*


sunning at 7AM ::


In between snoring and dreaming, lemme hear you make some noise!


show 'em the dimples dude!

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

hazel

#14
January 15, 2008, 04:57:26 PM

Scott, aside from the baby's cuteness...

Ang imo pud kamot, cute. :D

Scott

#15
January 15, 2008, 05:00:24 PM

Scott, aside from the baby's cuteness...

Ang imo pud kamot, cute. :D

hahaha. kiskisun pa ang kubal :)
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Kyle828

#16
January 17, 2008, 08:34:49 AM
Do you have more picture og baby JP?
Success is a ladder you cannot climb with your hands in your pockets.

willmerit

#17
January 17, 2008, 08:38:21 AM
kacute na bata.  himus jud bitaw kaayo oi.

Scott

#18
January 17, 2008, 10:02:58 AM

Do you have more picture og baby JP?

these are the photos so far. will let you know once a new set is taken kyle
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Scott

#19
January 17, 2008, 10:04:09 AM

kacute na bata.  himus jud bitaw kaayo oi.

as in beli beli kyut~
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Kyle828

#20
January 17, 2008, 10:28:29 AM
Thank you. Please give my hugs and kisses to baby JP.
Success is a ladder you cannot climb with your hands in your pockets.

Scott

#21
January 17, 2008, 10:44:05 AM

Thank you. Please give my hugs and kisses to baby JP.

no problemo :)
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Glen

#22
January 17, 2008, 09:45:25 PM
Hoy Scott komusta karon pako ani abi ko unsa gi ingon ni Kyle kini laging tulog permi kapoy pa sa biyahe og mata ko tulog si Kyle og mata si Kyle tulog ko. Ka nindot sa picture cute kaayo sya, daku na no dali ra siya ni daku. buaw himos kaayo gwapo liwat nimo Scott.
You can never really live anyone else's life, not even your child's.
   The influence you exert is through your own life, and what you've
      become yourself.

ligiah

#23
January 18, 2008, 02:01:35 AM
naahhh... lamia gyud kumoton sa ka cute.... mmmmmm!!!! da... gikumot na nako! ;D
I'm gonna take my cross and carry it... heck! I'm even gonna dance while i'm doing it!

Scott

#24
January 18, 2008, 08:25:00 AM

Hoy Scott komusta karon pako ani abi ko unsa gi ingon ni Kyle kini laging tulog permi kapoy pa sa biyahe og mata ko tulog si Kyle og mata si Kyle tulog ko. Ka nindot sa picture cute kaayo sya, daku na no dali ra siya ni daku. buaw himos kaayo gwapo liwat nimo Scott.

hehhehe. kumusta?
kyle told me. ga take turns diay mo ug duty sa tb. 
bitaw, paspas kaaju mitubo. unya murag six-footer jud ni.

bunyag na ugma. e email na lang ang paksiw. hehehe


I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Glen

#25
January 18, 2008, 11:07:16 AM
Ok lang me dire Scott lami napod e oli nisamot nga nag snow karon og 9 inches sos nalubong jod ko sa snow dire.
Maka oli ka ugma pohon sa Bohol?
You can never really live anyone else's life, not even your child's.
   The influence you exert is through your own life, and what you've
      become yourself.

Scott

#26
January 18, 2008, 11:57:52 AM

Ok lang me dire Scott lami napod e oli nisamot nga nag snow karon og 9 inches sos nalubong jod ko sa snow dire.
Maka oli ka ugma pohon sa Bohol?

I'll be leaving tonight, but balik dayun ko Saturday night. hehehe
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Glen

#27
January 18, 2008, 12:07:02 PM
Scott kahibalo ka nga sa sunod napod Saturday napod kuno ang bunyag ni JP? ambot unsay tinood wala koy ma contact sa balay kay akung usa ka sister nag fiesta pod sa Valencia ang usa nia sa Cebu fiesta kuno pod sa ilaha dungan blessing sa iyang bag-ong balay. Mao pod ni ingon sa akung sister sa Cebu karon nanawag ko sa Bohol walay manubag pati mga cellphone ambot asa sila. Basta ingon sa akung sister sa Cebu sa 26 na kuno pod? Tinood?
You can never really live anyone else's life, not even your child's.
   The influence you exert is through your own life, and what you've
      become yourself.

Glen

#28
January 18, 2008, 12:10:40 PM
Scott sorry abi ko sa PM ni naho nasulat sos wala man diay. Dile naman naho ma edit naka contact ko nila toa diay kuno sila sa Romero nagpabakuna ni JP.
You can never really live anyone else's life, not even your child's.
   The influence you exert is through your own life, and what you've
      become yourself.

Scott

#29
January 18, 2008, 12:14:56 PM

Scott kahibalo ka nga sa sunod napod Saturday napod kuno ang bunyag ni JP? ambot unsay tinood wala koy ma contact sa balay kay akung usa ka sister nag fiesta pod sa Valencia ang usa nia sa Cebu fiesta kuno pod sa ilaha dungan blessing sa iyang bag-ong balay. Mao pod ni ingon sa akung sister sa Cebu karon nanawag ko sa Bohol walay manubag pati mga cellphone ambot asa sila. Basta ingon sa akung sister sa Cebu sa 26 na kuno pod? Tinood?

Oh, I see. I called a few seconds earlier but guba ang network sa globe. Dili kasud. Will let you know as soon as the network is restored

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Scott

#30
January 18, 2008, 12:24:54 PM

Scott sorry abi ko sa PM ni naho nasulat sos wala man diay. Dile naman naho ma edit naka contact ko nila toa diay kuno sila sa Romero nagpabakuna ni JP.

Oh I see. Copy. Okidoki :)

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Scott

#31
January 18, 2008, 01:04:19 PM
gem, just got the advisory. moved diay ang schedule. 26th pa. :)
I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.--Pablo Neruda

Glen

#32
January 18, 2008, 02:24:45 PM
Ok thanks Scott.
You can never really live anyone else's life, not even your child's.
   The influence you exert is through your own life, and what you've
      become yourself.
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