Yep, this is a funny story. We were chasing the girls back into the coop after a long day out playing in the yard. He lifted up their water fount to put it back into the coop and decided to check the nesting boxes. He said, "do we have an egg? We have a golf ball... there's an egg". I said, "no there's not". I thought he was just pulling my leg but he wasn't there it was, a little tiny egg and the girls are only 18 weeks old today. I've not even fully switched them over to big chicken food. I have an egg! I have an egg! I guess that talking to, I gave them the other day worked. I'll post a picture once the server comes back up.