Here are two of them in silhouette:
And this is one of the little ones, apparently trying to get Mom to regurgitate some food for him:
Well, we’ve been keeping an eye on the fellas, and it looks like both babies have survived long enough to learn how to fly. I know this, because we now frequently have FOUR large hadedas boring holes into our lawn with their long beaks, and flapping up onto the Wendy house roof with a terrified “SQUAWK!” whenever I happen to take my veggie peelings to the compost heap.
Here is one of the adults trying to teach a little one how to ‘pick worms’.
Tuffy-Cat was anxious enough when there were just two of ’em, so you can imagine that she doesn’t go outside much right now. (Mind you, it may also be because she’s permanently glued to the heater. :-D).
And here is one of them balancing on the edge of the bird bath. Honestly, I wish they wouldn’t, because they’re heavy and the cement bowl is only loosely balanced on the top of the pillar.
In addition to acquiring the use of their wings, the two little ones have also learned how to make a noise (see this morning’s little escapade).