They are three weeks old today. Their bodies are changing, more feathers, less fluff. They are getting aggressive, tearing the newspapers and running around more looking like they might start flying soon. They've started hopping on our palms when we put them next to them. But when they hang out on our arm, they start picking at the moles and freckles. And they hurt. I put one on my shoulder and it started pecking at the mole on my face! It was funny, but never again. ^_^ It's hard to believe we've only had them for two weeks. It just seems like they've been with us longer.