Easter.

We had a simple pleasant Easter season.

We had a little egg hunt with friends, we dyed eggs, the Easter bunny paid his visit, we dressed up in our Easter Sunday best, we had a paper plate dinner of traditional Easter fare, and we ate entirely too much chocolate.

On Monday I started discussing the real meaning of Easter with Carly. That night for Family Home Evening we watched a video depicting the Resurrection, and we continued to discuss it throughout the week. Easter night before bed, I showed Carly the end of the video "The Lamb of God." To my amazement, she narrated the entire thing. "That is Mary Magdalene . . . then Peter and John ran to the tomb . . . but Jesus wasn't there anymore. They couldn't find him."

"Where was He?" I asked.

"He got resurrected. He was alive again."

That night Carly went to bed with her Easter basket sitting right next to her bed, precisely where she found it waiting for her that morning. She loved the hunt, the eggs, and prizes from the bunny. But when she went to sleep, she knew her Savior rose from the dead. She new He lived again.

And that's what Easter is all about.