"Hey, where's President Hinckley?"

Today we took the kids to Pres. Hinckley's funeral broadcast. We all watched solemly, as the casket was wheeled in, and the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles filed in behind Pres. Hinckley's family. My baby, Benjamin (3) was studying the men intently and noticed something wrong. He piped in, "Hey, where's President Hinckley?" It took the whole rest of the funeral to explain death and the concept of Heaven to his little three year old mind. My oldest, Emma (10) sat reverently, listening the whole time and I was very proud of how grown up she has become.