Happy . . . spring!

Well, here we are again at the Annual Festival of Confusing the Children.
I watched a clip of a child trying to figure the whole thing out the other day. She asked her dad, "So are Jesus and the Easter Bunny best friends, or what?"
Excellent question. 
We all know by now that Easter is a Christianization of a pagan spring celebration, thus the eggs and bunnies. (Wink, wink, say no more.)
I have been wracking my brain trying to remember how this was explained to me in my Christian home while I was painting hard-boiled eggs and anticipating snarfing down my annual chocolate bunny.
I imagine it must have gone something like this:
Me: Yo, 'sup with the bunny theme? (Okay, that might be a stretch. I'll start again.)
Me: Why do we get chocolate at Easter? 
Older sister: Don't rock the boat.
Me: But seriously, what does chocolate have to do with Easter?
​Sis: What does chocolate have to do with anything? Stop bugging me.
Me: Hey, big brother, why do we paint eggs at Easter?
Older Brother: Um, because the eggs remind of us, um. Go away.
Me: Mom, what do bunnies have to do with Easter? 
Mom: Maybe there were bunnies at Golgotha. Go take a bath.
Me: Dad, why does the Easter Bunny give us treats to celebrate Jesus dying?
Dad: We're not celebrating that. We're celebrating the resurrection.
Me: With chocolate?
Dad: Yes, that's right. With chocolate. Chocolate makes you happy, right?
Me: Yup.
Dad: Do bunnies make you happy?
Me: Well, yes. Except when you butcher them and we eat them.
Dad: Bad example. Forget the bunnies. Go back to the treats that make you happy. 
Me: Okay.
Dad: Jesus rising from the dead makes us happy right? 
Me: Right.
Dad: There you go. Go to bed.

Whatever you believe and however you explain it, Happy Easter!