He is Risen! (see hat below)

I slept threw church and therefore backed out of three of my responsibilities: teaching, reading a few scriptures, and helping Ella with a small speech. At 12pm, I took two Tylenols and two Dayquils and dragged myself out the door to drop Ella off at famous the Easter Parade on Fifth Ave.  The Parade is a casual one. No bands or floats. The city simply closes down part of Fifth Ave so people walk down the street and show off their fancy Easter hats. It's been a tradition since the 1800's. Ella's been looking forward to wearing a matching dress and hat with her cousin Henrietta all week. Here's the pictures I took before I went home and crashed. Thanks to all the people that covered for me at church. Also thanks to Brian and Emily for watching Ella all day and for making the hats. Perhaps I have strep throat? There was a moment when the girls were surrounded by paparazzi that I forgot about being sick. I was so proud. If only my voice was better, I could have yelled out: Smile girls! Ok, try a serious face. Now Dance! Again! Spin! Maybe it's better I was sick after all.