Wes' Take

Wes:  I will start by saying, please forgive my writing skills.  Kasey is asleep and my schedule is still off.  Its midnight here in India and and 2pm in America.  So since Kasey is asleep, she has no idea what I'm writing.  She might delete this in the morning, ha.   We did have many sweet moments today, but please continue to pray for us.  Kasey was panicking in the car ride more than I was.  Four years ago when we picked up Priya, it was me having a panic attack.  I ll try to lighten the tears a bit, but I couldn't help to take a pic of the sugar here in India.  I meant to drop it in front of Kasey, and say you dropped your name tag.  (If you don't get it, sorry).  I like white sugar, say what?

Being the science fair guy myself, and to get a little techy.  Below is a pic of my spy pen, the right is the spy pen, and the red one is a regular pen.  Just so you can see the size difference.  Its a Guardline, when you unscrew it, there is a USB stick that goes right in your computer.  It has a 8GB card, and the battery lasts about 90 minutes.  It costs about $99 on amazon.  It records in HD 720p.   It also takes still photos.

We will see if the footage was any good today.  We will post our mini documentary in a few months or so.  Josh Spires is going to edit a 30 minute doc, and a 3 minute trailer/summary.  Sherry, my sister, wrote lyrics, and Kasey's brother, Sam, put melody lines and music to the lyrics.  Sam also wrote some basic music scores to the doc.   We are excited about this, and we are just doing this to spread the awareness on adoption and our journey.  I have never done this before, so we will see where God takes it.  If we become Bollywood stars, then we will not come back to America.

Here is my sneaky spy look, with my spy pen in pocket.  I feel like double "o" FOB.   00FOB, instead of  double "o" 7, "007" James Bond. .  .  FOB means, Fresh Off the Boat.  I m definitely rocking some FOB looks with tennis shoes and jeans, and long sleeve shirts.  Maybe I ll grow a thick mustache, like our driver today.

Here is our driver Rakesh, pic below.  He doesn't speak english, and neither do I.  Driving is a mess, trying to tell him where to go.  Both of us don't understand each other.  Maybe his mustache is blocking his ears. Just kidding, he was a great guy.  We did get lost on the way to the orphanage.

Below is Josh, this might be the only pic we see of him.  He is doing the mini doc for us.  Great guy, great cinematographer, and great editor.  I pray God can use this to break people's hearts for adoption and the orphan crisis.  

This is a pic of his boom mic on his camera.  Priya said it looked like my hair.  The jokes never stop, not even from my own daughter in India.

  I don't know how to close.  Maybe with a wonderful view of me taking a nap on our queen size bed.  Please don't lust.  Funny that everyone says we look alike.  Although, I think she does.  Just because I m brown with black hair, I look like every Indian, Dominican, Mexican.  I feel like I m universal looking.  The only race I don't look like is American, ha.  I promise that I have been faithful to Kasey and staying in America.  I am not producing illegitimate kids all over the world.  It seems that every foreign kid looks like me.  You have 8 hours to read this before Kasey deletes this.