lol my husband knows better than to get me roses. When I was younger any time I got roses from a significant other it was because they were breaking up with me. Roses give me PTSD, anytime he wants to get me flowers he makes sure they are NOT roses.
This looks like fun and the closest I'll get to hatching my own eggs while living in the city. I'll pick 34, and name it Ralla if it makes it hatching.