Scrambled or Over Easy?

One of my children's chores is to help out the nice gentleman who rents the land behind our house by letting the chickens out of their coop every morning. With racing to get ready for the school bus most mornings, it has become my chore. Well, this morning I saw my first egg! I thought I heard some funny noises last night while the boys were playing in the hay, that must be what a chicken sounds like trying to pass an egg. I congratulated all four of the hens since there's no way to tell who's responsible and told the rooster to be extra nice to his ladies today.