What came first - the chicken or the egg?

I am thinking about whether to continue this blog once we're in Dominica. So 'Are We There Yet' would change to 'Yes We Are' I guess. Several people have written asking me this and I really don't know. I would like to continue in the hope that others might find it helpful in the relocation process I guess and hopefully it would be entertaining reading. Also, it would probably be a good forum to put a few more family photos on easily which I've tried to avoid so far as we all think our own children are so delightfully entertaining but to others they are of course less so. Mind you Ollie could keep us all entertained pretty well. The day before we left our house and after my Mum had washed and carefully pressed all the sofa covers I found him sitting on a sofa with a rather serious albeit strained face on him. I asked if he was ok as I was passing through the room. 'Yes Mummy' he replied, 'I'm just hatching an egg'. By this time I was half way up the stairs before alarm bells rang. Hatching an egg? I returned fairly quickly but keen to continue his lifecycle education, I casually said, 'what do you mean exactly?' Thinking I clearly hadn't grasped it the first time round, he said in a very determined voice 'I'm making a chicken' (in the how stupid are you tone we all know so well from Ollie). I glanced down to the 'hatching area' in time to see a trail of liquid yellow descending into a pool on the floor.......cluck cluck.....