They ARE cute, Jane. Thanks. I have to say though.... Mark and I lived in Oklahoma for about six months.... While checking out at the supermarket, the girl scanned my brown yard eggs. She was so sweet and even said she would check them for cracks and broken ones. She opened the box and sucked in her breath. "Oh my gosh!!! You don't want these. They're all rotton". And promptly dropped them into the trash can. I was stunned and asked how she could tell. She said , "Well they're all brown". Girl had never seen brown eggs. True story. I didn't have the heart to tell her. I just took the white eggs she had the sacker bring for me, and went home. Still shaking my head.
Debbie