...the chicken came before the egg and when the first egg that hatched open looking like this one, I believe the hen turned to the rooster and clucked, "I can't believe this! There's two of them and neither one of them look like us!"As a child my family's menu consisted of two choices: take it or leave it.– Buddy Hackett

I call them Daffodils; Astrid calls them Narcissen.