We went to Palm Sunday Mass and then to Powells, and then to Sushi, then walked most of the way home (and took the MAX one stop over the bridge home).

Baby slept through church, then woke up and looked around entranced at the sushi place. He watched the lights hanging from the ceiling, the christmas tree-style lights on the wall, and the colorful plates of sashimi as the went around.

It turns out that the sushiland in the Pearl is waay nicer than the one on trendy-third. And pretty much the same price.

Yesterday we had a Saint Paddy's day party, with a bunch of our family-raising friends, and then our unwed friends came, and finally, as the married-with-kids friends were leaving, our punk rock friends (neighbors from upstairs) showed up and we partied on.

(The baby slept on my chest, in the moby wrap for four hours before the party, so he was plenty rested and ready to be the center of attention.)

Now we are having a pleasant, relaxing evening, calling up old friends on the phone and chatting.