Ronin got his first haircut. 

It's tradition that we refrain from cutting the boys' hair until they're a year old.  At a year, each of our boys got their heads shaved.  Ronin took to it well but I must say that our neighbors and friends were in an uproar.  People seemed to be shocked at how different he looked.  I agree, I took a step back and shed a few tears just because he looked like a little boy and not a baby. They grow too fast!

Yesterday, I took a few shots of Ronin with his first popsicle.  (One that he held himself)

He and his brothers enjoyed the 80+ degree weather with their fruit popsicles and I just got the camera as they were finishing their treats.

I love my boys.  I am sad to see summer go.  The boys swam, hiked, travelled across the country, shot guns, etc.  This was a summer full with memories of family, friends, and fun.  This is the essence of life.