Sending hugs all around, thank you everyone for practical advice shared and all the other perks which grow towards friendships. Gotta share...my first eggs went into lockdown. This morning I THOUGHT I heard peeps, but convinced myself it was wishful thinking since birds aplenty are right outside the laundry room (closed of course) window. Yes, I plastered my ear to the incubator, holding my breath, listening...listening...nothing...hey-what's that? No...too muffled, must be coming from outside. Listening more...maybe? Hearing it just a little more...different styles of peeps if I'm very, very patient. I walk away, wondering if I'm inventing the noise, turn off the light, and it suddenly sounds like every egg is getting a voice. NO WAY. I turn the lights back on, walk over to the 'bator and the noise dims, settles down. Press my ear to the plexiglass again, and yep, there they go, one at a time. Just a little bit. One sounds impatient and loud. I go to leave, turn out the lights, and there they go again. Experiment. Is that possible? They are in a foam incubator with a fan. Surely they can't know I'm there, or even care. Is it the light they sense through the glass? Are they noisy because they WANT the light? Or happy because I turn it off, kinda like my teen son in the morning? In any case, I'm tiptoeing in there constantly just to hear them. Perfect music that keeps a silly grin on my face.