Why I am afraid to make dinner...

Obviously Easter was yesterday, so we did what all normal** people do and dyed easter eggs.
I made hard boiled eggs using the 'perfect hard boiled egg' method.  Step 1:  Place uncooked eggs in pot.  Step 2:  Fill pot with cold water, covering eggs with 1 inch of water.  Step 3:  Bring water to a boil.
now it was at this point that I heard it... and then Stephen heard it.  A peep peep peep sound.  Then Kyla heard it.  I mean, it wasn't hard to hear, it was loud and persistent!  Kyla said, "It sounds like baby chicks crying for their mamas!"  OMG.  Yep, she heard it too.
I tell Stephen it's impossible, plus, there's no oxygen in there, even if there were chicks in there, which theres not, they wouldn't be able to peep anyway.
Eventually the water gets hotter and hotter and the peeping dies goes away.
The eggs finish cooking, we dye them, yay.

Now I have to use these hard boiled eggs.  I have to crack open the shells.  I am still nervous.

I may or may not have googled 'Possibility of grocery eggs having chicks inside'

I may or may not have found this (click to enlarge):

Yeah, so that didn't help much.

I'm making egg salad for dinner tonight, and I'm scared!

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