Amelie LOVED Easter. She was always the cutest little bunny on our annual Easter hunt, roaming about daintily and delicately picking up each egg. She loved her baskets, the candy, church, celebrating and talking about the big JC, more candy (of course, the coveted candy)...she would stop mid-hunt, plop down on the grass, and go through her basket. I used to say, “Amelie! Keep going! The hunt is not over!” “Oooooo!” she would reply in the highest-pitch adorable sweetness.