It was a great weekend.
Friday, I finished my revision of Savaged Devotion. I will need to do one more straight edit, but I’m going to email my editor today too see if and/or when she has room on her schedule for her edit/revision notes. I’m sure she will suggest substantial revisions, but that’s all part of the process to make the book better.
Saturday, I cleaned and prepped for Father’s Day. I also outlined my production budget for Savaged Devotion, and I cooked ribs for Wizard for an early Father’s Day (I bought those before I knew kids were coming over.) Oh, and Youngest Son came by with a Father’s Day gift for Wizard and hung out for a while.
Sunday, Oldest and family, and Middle and wife came over. It was just a super nice day. First, when Turbo got here, he walked in all by himself (his parents were right behind him), went upstairs to get his favorite stuff animal, got some cars and started playing. He’s so comfortable here now, and it’s all that Wizard and I hoped for. And middle son and his wife hung out here with us too, and they stayed after the others left. We’d missed them so much in the beginning of the pandemic, and are now seeing them more again. Maggie loved all the company
Gratuitous Grandma Brag: Turbo went to the pediatrician for a well check and shots, and the doctor asked if he knew 20 words. His dad laughed and said he easily knows a 100 words in both English and Vietnamese (I can vouch that he probably knows a 100 words in English and can speak in complete sentences.) Turbo can switch effortlessly between languages depending upon who he’s talking too. Even his bilingual mom is surprised how easily Turbo can switch between languages. He’ll do this at his other grandparents, so he speaks Vietnamese to them, then when his dad walks into the room, switches to English to repeat what he said because he knows dad understand English better than Vietnamese. Turbo is about 2 years and 3 months old, and it all makes sense to him. It makes me wish I’d grown up bilingual!
We won’t discuss the lizard Maggie chased outside…and caught…which I only realized when it was too late. RIP lizard #243. Sigh.
Overall, it was just one of those very busy, fun, family-filled weekends that make us grateful for all that we do have in our lives. In these times, that’s more important that never.
I’m excited to tackle the next stage on my book, and start thinking about what I’m going to write next. I will have to make hard choices based on reality, not wishful thinking or nostalgia. We have to know when to let things go and move onto the next chapter.
So that was my weekend, how was yours? I hope all the dads out there had a great Father’s Day!