So my mother is showing a bit of interest in the chickens finally. She was working in her greenhouse when she heard the gals making an awful loud ruckus. She comes running out to see whats wrong. My husband waves her off with a " don't worry mom they are just doing the happy dance cause they laid an egg." So he is telling me about this and I am just overwhelmed that my city slicker, computer nerd husband has turned into an experienced chicken 'farmer'. He hears the new girls singing their song and he is off in search of where they are hiding their eggs and asking me for the plastic eggs so we can get them straightened out on where to lay.