My two older sons are serving missions for my Church

Brigham, my older son, and Paul, my middle son, are both out in the mission field.  We are thankful for that.  I had a lovely time with Brigham at the art gallery before he left which I remember in a kind way, as he went all out to make it a great day for me, and I taught him a knitting lesson and told him to save himself for marriage.  We also had many happy times when he was younger and homeschooling.  Paul and I have always been close, and I have had many happy times with him, too.  One day we went out for all-you-can-eat-sushi in a Japanese restaurant together and had a good chat and we have done other fun things together, like successful family home evenings (a Mormon get-together for the family once a week on Monday nights) where he was usually our Master of Ceremonies, and did very well at it.